My apologies to my dedicated blog followers for a repost of an oldie but goodie.
In April, my youngest daughter will be getting married. Although she’s in charge of it all,
I still find myself involved here and there. After all, I need a dress. I’m the Mother of the Bride.
Gosh, I haven’t said that since 1993 when my eldest had gotten married.
I hope you understand and enjoy ….
Flurries of snow falling gently
Each, cold upon my face
Boasting of its’ windy chill
Reaching the core inside my heart
Until, my lover lays his kiss gently upon my lips
Aglow, in his fiery touch I’ll stay
Reminiscing, in his arms, I fall asleep
Your essence, my comforting blanket lest we’re ever apart
True ‘LOVE’ begins when nothing is looked for in return ….💕