Poems About Love
Beauty Before Age
Some, opening doors, say “Age, before beauty,”
their egos totally engaged;
those walking through; think it’s their duty;
tho a few become outraged.
Most think the remark is simply light hearted;
but, many others see beneath its surface;
the feigned courtesy made them feel outsmarted;
arrogance
All Leaves Must Fall
Leaves must fall in the proper season;
it’s part of the Master’s plan;
it isn’t our place to determine a reason;
such isn’t the province of man.
The tree of life; in the garden, planted;
created leaves in life’s image;
these
The Ghost Of Will
When someone dies; they leave a will;
all legatees it mentions;
expecting those, left behind, will fulfill;
and honor all intentions.
A ghost expresses to those, bereaved ;
while journeying to heaven above;
to each of them; all treasures bequeathed;
as a final expression of love.
The
…Life Is But A Dream
I slept very well last night;
at least, so it would seem;
nothing at all, came out right;
at least, it was only a dream.
Mind occupied; while, body slept;
but, how could I ever tell;
the body perspired; the eyes wept;
for the mind
Life Is Just A Parade
The bands are marching by;
next, in line, a spectacular float;
one, after another, catch my eye;
a couple of hours of life, I devote.
It’s a pleasant way to spend time;
whiling away the afternoon;
it seems a waste; almost a crime;
besides,
Life’s Garden
In the Master’s garden, he planted seeds;
seeking love, to flourish and blossom;
for the Master felt it’d fill all the needs;
to make his creation more awesome.
Advanced life forms; came from each seed;
emerging from a garden on holy ground;
the Master provided
Thoughts Of A Prodigal
Each one begins this life as a prodigal;
rebellion is our stock-in- trade;
looking back it doesn’t seem logical;
but, that’s just how we are made.
We all started out this life as a child;
determining what we wanted to be;
fighting all
Multiplicity
It seemed, at least, two lifetimes ago;
I was a child in a family of five;
by comparison, life seemed to move slow;
now I’m the only one, still alive.
By age 9; I had another sister and brother;
they each have their own family, now;
each of
