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Angel2676

Freedom to Love

Have you finally understood the difference between love
And slavery?
You, the emotional Massa, abusing my senses,
Shackling my hands without
The possibility of producing
The good that God has blessed me with...
His presence, the joy of His love frolicking in my spirit...
You tried to keep me ignorant, claiming that commitment could never exist... as you distracted me with your deceiving kiss;
I don't believe you anymore -
I need you to walk out of the door of my happier life,
I'd like to be a wife, not
Filled with hatred... rife in this world of uncertainty and pain;
I want you to forget the spelling of my name,
To drown in the sea of my shunning, so I can keep on running... far away from your iniquitous regard,
It won't be hard for me to bask in the light of His Grace and Mercy... they will always follow me... blessings, with my salvation to think of,
Finding joy and prosperity in my newfound freedom to love!

By: Ms. Valencia A. K.
(Madcowent/Angel2676)
Sunday 19th April, 2020
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
I wrote this poem because the love that so many of us used to know in relationships, seems to no longer exist. However, God's love has always been the rock of ages, our foundation that never allows us to feel insecure. So, as I struggle to separate myself from former negative friendships and persons with hatred as their modus operandi, this poem is a reflection of my desire to be free to love again!
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Unknown

Love of Music can heal your soul

Music
Heals your soul
mends your heart
Frees your soul to soar fly
Gives u an appetite
Burns calories
Rejuvenates
Gives u hope
Inspires motivates
Gives u harmony to melody
Brings the Angel
Home to your house
Harmony
Complimenting melody
To shine in your smile
Grin ear to ear
Sparkle like the sun
Glow eclipse like the moon
Music the language of love
Multiply mate
on time of the beat
Learn teach share mend
Love reflecting love
Harmony no discord
Can u hear the music n the wind
In the shine
See the wheat & heirloom grass moving to the
Beat wave ripple of the wind
Flowing back & forth
The
Breath of God!
So tall there the
Twins or triplets fawn moose
Rarely seen playing there
are protected in their nursery
To frolick & play
Jump & leap
Skip a beat!
Mesmerized by their fun!
They are so busy & happy
They don't see u sometimes
Hidden so predators can't see them?
Music
In the waves cleansing the oceans beaches
When the seagulls call
When the flowers sway n their beds
When they give their nectar fragrance perfume
When the birds chirp calling their mate
The frogs leap
When the fish jump up
To release their eggs
down stream
When the rivers current cleanses
down hills & streams
from far above
the mountain tops from the clouds of heaven
To the springs creek
Down to the meadows
For a doe or deer to sip refreshing sweet water
To quench their
long awaited thirst
Music quenches your soul
Like love of
a hug of pure affection
Bliss!
Any kind of music can heal your soul
It has power from the beat
To put a smile on your face
For the whole human race
I could swear
I was falling in love ...
That pulls you in from its tantalizing beat!
Be it the sounds
of the cave man
To the jungles or desserts of Africa
Accapela by Accomplished artists
W sometimes
no instrumentals only vocals
Or Rock pop country
gospel opera
any kind
To pull u n
N pure joy
The sounds of bliss
To make a lucrative profit
The unique sounds are so
genuine authentic sweet
You must have them
In your own private collection
On DVD CD
For millionaire artists
to finance mansions
From sharing
their Sound w the world
It
Becomes a natural melody
Heard all over the earth
Resonating in orbit
Circles around the earth
From best sellers
number one hits
again again again
To manifest their dreams
Of designs divine
Young or old
Toddlers to Elders
Who tap their
fingers toes uncontrollably
In bliss in your soul
Keeping the beat
Rhythm of life
Sway their
Smiles hands fingers
arms shoulders hips
To see them shine in their moment so divine
Their sweet loving voices
Complimented by the chorus
Heard thru the Forest
Before us
Joyous
Join the chorus
Sing to the choir
Before us
Music has
such an intense beat
I feel it in my feet hands shoulders backbone balance beam swaying in contentment on the piano bench
Oh the rhythm divine
My Fav the theme from Romeo & Juliet
"A time for us some day there'll be
When chains are torn
By courage born
Of a love that's free!"
A yearning mating dance
From playing piano 20 years
My hands become like a conductor
My fingers
Right & left hands
Playing on an invisible keyboard
A beautiful feeling
Content in my soul
From playing cello
In an orchestra
That's the most sublime sound you can hear
Better than any place
To hear it in the middle of a group
The yearning longing crying of the strings
The horns
The drums cymbals tambourines
The violin mandolin
Guitar
The sax
The steel guitar
Like "Barbara Mandrell"
That itty bitty little lady
She played 10+ instruments
With that yellow blonde hair
& a set of Pearly whites grin to light up the room
Entertain a crowd
To standing ovations
Again again again
heart that cries to relax
instrumental&vocals
That lure you in
Like
A Fishing pole
Hook line & sinker
Calling your mate
Come home
I want you
Hot Enticed Seduction
Harmony calling me home
To Our Nest!
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
***Much Improved***Any kind of music can heal your soul
It has power from the beat
To put a smile on your face
That pulls you in from its tantalizing rhythm beat!
Be it the sounds of the cave man
To the jungles or desserts of Africa
Or
Accapela by Accomplished artists
W no instrumental only vocal
Rock pop country opera
any kind
To pull u n
To make a lucrative profit
For millionaire artists to finance mansions
To manifest their dreams
Of designs divine
Young or old
Toddlers to elders
To see them shine
in their moment so divine
Their sweet longing loving voices
Complimented by the chorus
Heard thru the Forrest
Before us
Joyous
Rachael_0622
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Unknown

Love hungry ripe ready to reciprocate

Love hungry ripe ready to reciprocate

This poem was born
From a respond
I sent to
Candle in the wind

Like love
Your style of poetry

No one to cuddle struck a note:

Humans need many kinds of nutrition
Food Spirituual love touch
We need companionship of like minds
Equally yoked in Sync.
regardless of age time space place
We all spin
in the same orbit
on the same planet earth
3rd rock from the sun
In the Milky Way galaxy
A part of the
Unlimited
infinite
Universe
A mate is
A priveledge not a right
A luxury we seek
That shines
bright
like a diamond
We long to seek their shine from afar
And shine in togetherness

We have
Hearts that need mental intimacy
A thirst to be quenched
Hunger for love
Hugs that need expressed
Like mothers milk
Souls that need watered
Hearts that long for their mate to
Reciprocate
Saying,
"please come home
To me!"
Join me
love me need me
respect me seek me
Hungry w desire
But not desparate
My desire for thirst needs quenched
My hunger for love seeks balance
A soul that desires to share
To be needed loved wanted desired
And the greatest of these is Love faith hope charity
I Corinthians 13
Love hungry ripe ready to reciprocate

Not seeking a man
That
Is
Failure to Launch
Failure to Detonate
Or A Delayed reaction man
But a true participant
Willing & able
To Communicate!
He Makes the Time!
Takes the time
Because he wants to
Not that he has to ...
Not offering peanuts tid bits
Just scraps
To fall between the cracks
Trying to waste my time
Trying to only seduce
The naive women
or
young girls
but a real woman
A priceless wife!
Or just calls
Only late at night
For this is an investment
Of a real woman
Not a date for Lust
To entertain you
On the phone
That is not my goal
But a lifemate
Soulmate
Best friend only!
Again need a man that
Reciprocates
Vs.
Failure to Detonate
Or Failure to Launch
With a delayed reaction
To communicate
Non Participant
Doesn't Resonate!
Unattentive
In the Art of Communication
Ugh! A man that expects
U to do all the work effort ...
Only an
Attentive Man will do!
Simply the best
Better than all the rest
A higher caliber of
Two so in Sync
It's HOT
in the kitchen
tub bedroom
&
In the Private balmy Cabana
By our pool
Behind our house
Mmmm!
Seeking
ONLY
the "Real thing!
a Good Gentle Man!"
Disdain for men that think it is appropriate to call
"After hours"
We have both had full days
I'm spent
Running on fumes only
They seek you to provide a conversation to entertain them, flatter their ego when they too are too tired to communicate any more
And they seek flattering poetic romantic conversation to get turned on by mental intimacy so they can have physical intimacy so they can do a solo act in their own bedroom:
I have eyes in the back of my head
I know what they do after they hang up the phone!
Geese Louis
Also dislike a bunch of questions after hours
They are calling to see if there is a man in your house
N your bed
No there is Not
U call & I can say
Call during normal hours
2-7 pm
Leave me alone in the morning I'm getting ready for work
Leave me Alone after hours I'm trying to unwind b kind
After a long intense day to relax
before I get my beauty sleep
Don't try to keep me up after hours
I have a schedule to full-fill
Tomorrow And appmts.
I seek to keep
Please I need some privacy
Space for myself
To Unwind!
This is Not a 7/11
Open 24 hours! Ugh!
A real man is secure not insecure
Dont just try to call after work
When u have no more to give
I don't like it
R U listening
U r busy M-F 7 am - 9:30 10:30 11:30 pm
Busy all day Saturday
All day Sunday and holidays!
Treat me like a real woman
respect me
Or I will
Move on
I'm burned out from u
and the world daily Interrupting my sleep
Leave me alone
I'm going to the she cave to retreat unwind
I'll be out when I'm done
My own terms when I'm ready!
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
OMG it's better! **updated Seeking the "Real thing a Good Gentle Man!"
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candleinthewind

Candle in the wind...

With an un-shaky body
but the flame shaky and heady
darkness is my buddy.

I'm a candle
no one to cuddle
still lighting steady...!
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Posted: Sep 2015
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Unknown

In Love with oak & maple trees

In love with oak & maple trees

Trees get me excited for spring
Growth
Progress
Thank God
The long cold hard winter
Is leaving for warm weather!
Water vs. drought
So very thirsty daily for precipitation
For a drink
Much Water needed for growth
Sometimes
My thirst can't be quenched
Daily can't get enough water
Dry Dessert cold sometimes!
From 500 million acres of forests fires burning last summer in Alaska
I can't sing
Literally not enough
Spit to swallow
because it's too dry here since summer
it's now April of 2020
Since summer of 2019!

The Love of oak & maple trees
Strong hard woods and colorful aromatic SAVORY aroma from maple leaves from a higher power of his annual fall collection of his paint pallet!
The evidence of his power glory!
Astounding from an aerial view
in its vast array of
green yellow orange red magnificent: when a cut maple leaf is xrayed the missing part can still be viewed a miracle in its own right! Many fall leaf lovers

Always in love with Oak grain
Always have to run my hand
Across it & touch it!
It could be considered a fetish or Love of an almost Lost Art
highly desired by many
rarely seen
in today's modern world
The Love of trees especially oak wood round to oval antique lion paw dinette set my favorite
To touch its smooth as silk wood grain I could make that texture out w a blindfold on Mmmm
It Is a joy touching trees
that are rare to find
in the stores anymore
Now only pressed wood from pressed sawdust scraps & glue ugh!
A wonder
where had she been
what did she see
how Long did she live
if you could count her rings from inner to outer wood grain of her dense hard wood grain growth circles? How long could she live?
Like the sequoia tree if u never cut her down
Many trees extinct species
Due to mass lumberjack
Harvesting
Tossed into the river
To float down stream
Too dense to harvest
Sunk to be harvested
by permits
100 years later
For guitars mandolins
violins cellos base
Great read!
U kept me on the
edge of my seat
w mystery
wanting more w anticipation
Wanting to know what
will happen next?
Great story
Man thinks he knows best
Not
Mother Nature does!
The cherry tree
missed the oak
Greed took the oak
for timber for furniture
Cherry isolated
needed that friend
now only memories of the dedicated loyal oak are left
The good ole' days
They may even have taken her trunk & root ball out
carved sanded polished
& turned it into a piece of art
or an expensive chair to last for centuries unbreakable
unforgettable
like
nat king cole
Pretty as a penny
yet priceless of
a grand daddy of them all
or grandma
Awww
Absolutely stunning
Loving
Endearing
I grew up in a lovely home
When you went to bed at night
All you heard was the trees branches swaying hugging the smaller ones
protecting them from the storm
When thunder came u heard a big crack!
yep he-split right down
the middle the weeping willow
U better get out of bed
before it hits you
In the head!
Or breaks the window
Wall or heaven forbid the roof, her limbs arms extended out mammoth in
Girth could do some serious damage to
our Beloved home
Thank God it didn't crush our previous loving home
Dad trimmed the tree
Patched the crack w something like
pitch or pavement
until he said no
She needs to go
aunt chopped hers down to the quick every few years amazing to her surprise a million new shoots shot up and it regrew back huge
her willow wasn't leaving
she was home
well loved
rooted deep!
Go out and check it for safety sake to not kill someone
u knew from the sound
it was broke
fallen a faithful lover
flexible to the end
to hold up his friend
grateful it never
hit the house
Nor a mouse
Or spouse
and the birds
chirping a tune
Love calling
their mate
come
fly back home
come hither
come back to Me!
whistle whistle
here I am!
Ultimate restful sleep!
Love trees!
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
***updated Love of Nature Mmmm
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kayakmermaid

Digital Chemistry

Your words want
a warm, sensitive, caring,
romantic, intelligent woman
not afraid to love
and show that love to you.

Your words seek
someone just like you
who is seeking someone like you
who is seeking someone like me.
Yet, you want a tingle
of eye meeting eye,
of flesh touching flesh,
just the right shape,
textures and scent.

Wolves know.
Doves know.
Even molecules know
that pheromones
are not found in pixels,
in pictures the size of
postage stamps.
Desire is not displayed
in digital dialogues.

You can point and click,
but you cannot download my dreams.
To reach my heart
you do not need a password,
you do not need to log into my life story.

Shall we take a chance in cyberspace,
bridge the electronic void,
whisper secrets over hazelnut cappuccino,
reach out, gently touch each other’s hand,
see if fireworks fly between our fingertips,
sense a spark, a tiny tingle of
chemistry?

by: Susan Hackel
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Posted: May 2016
About this poem:
I was fed up and angry with online dating. With men looking at my photo and telling me they didn't feel "chemistry" and they hadn't even met me yet. This was actually a response to someone, but I decided not to send it. Subsequently it won an award in a local poetry contest. Fast forward many years, I'm still single, and still fed up with online dating.
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thehemingway

Throne

Magic is not here, no more.
It would never fit me.
Reality, fame and you.
Never doubt myself.
All those fairy tales stories and all the world you promised before.
Bigger house, new circumstances, out of my head.
All those high class maintenance you described on like I was Anastasia Steels.
I forgot who I really am.
It would never fit me.
I'm as feminine as Taylor Swift but another side of me leading me into Taylor Momsen.
Can't deny it.
I couldn't be the one as you were asked for.
I would be just me, sitting on my throne leading people back to hell.
Do tell how much it would meant to be?
Finding your soul trapped in purgatory
and I was the only best one could save you?
I will let you die down there.
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Posted: Dec 2019
About this poem:
Nothing much to say about the poem.

One day she met a guy. He was perfect in every aspect of life. He has all she ever wanted. But perfection in relationship is totally bullshit. There is no perfect match, imo. It's only two imperfect person who willingly to accept each other flaws and still in a strong commitment. That's real true love.

Even he looks so perfect in everything BUT,
If being with him make you feel lots of insecurity, if being with him make you lose yourself and you can't be who you really are, if being with him make you anxious, if being with him he never even care about your true color, so many judgement about your flaws, if being with him he never show you affection and just for a psychical touch only, BELIEVE ME he was just using you. WAKE UP. Because You deserve someone who can make you smile, who love you for who you are not trying to make you his own doll, his fav property, he should be a friend, act like a lover also who treat you better not only just giving you the world you wanted to.
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Unknown

Love Messages from the Angels Divine

Love Messages from the Angels Divine

Sometimes the words are Brewing ...
From the Angels Divine
To the Mind
You're Mine
So Divine
The Stainless Steel Tea Pot Kettle says,
Listen!
Yes, "I'm talking to You!
Yes, YOU!"
Don't turn around
and look behind you!
There's no one back there!
This is your assignment
Not anothers
I'm talking in your ear
Are you listening
To your assignment?
screaming in your ear:
For your uninterrupted,
undivided, attention!
I started talking to you
First in a low gentle simmer
... Then a rolling boil
... Then a lite whistle to heavy like a
Steam engine Train
Whew ... Whew ... Whew! ...
Whew ... Whew! ...
Whistle Whistle
Blow blow chug a lug lug
I think I can I think I can
I know I can
... whistling air like a flute from my spout!
Screaming in your ear
wake up!
What do I have to do
to get u to respond?
Now the message is ripe!
Stop whatever you are doing!"
Opportunity is a knocking!
Hold All calls
Angels on the Line,
Divine,
Mine ...
Type Type Type
That Special Divine Frequency to the Mind
To the inaudible ear
Catch it before
you lose the station!
It's ready & vine ripe,
free for the pickins'
To fall from
the mother tree
Like
Fresh Georgia Peaches
Orange with pink blush
Just the right
firmness of yum!
Pick me pleazzze!
I'm ripe ...
Ready 4 the taking!
Ready for teamwork,
Adoration, cooperation, appreciation
Togetherness
Ooohhh ... Aaaahhh ...
Juicy, sweet, peaches
dripping from your chin
So wonderful!
You need a napkin
Nectar from the Gods
Sweeter than Honey
Drooling in goodness Mmmm!
DELISH!
We are ALL sent
messages of goodness
On many subjects
Will you listen?
Pick the fruit
The gift
Put it to use
Or just plain ignore the precious Gift
Your choice
Today tomorrow or next week
The Angel will keep talking to your ear
Get up, no excuses,
just do it
no ifs ands or yeah buts about it
We all get
those messages
from different subjects
Get up
It's time
just do it
Whatever your dream
may be
When an idea is
ripe for the pickins
of the times
Many will receive the message for progress
But the Doer
who goes to her or his
closet in secret
To her or his laboratory
Creates the prodigy
the first demo prototype
Perfects it
patents it at
the patent office
If successful
You Will reap
the lucrative rewards
and royalties
For generations centuries
Or the contentment
he or she receives from it
Many from
Einstein to Bell to
Microsoft Apple Google Amazon FB YouTube
And many more lucrative ventures
Fm the First Zipper
to Disney were told they
would never add up to anything
A failure
But after much thought
in their lab, study
Practice makes perfect
Trials & errors
A bad cartoonist
practiced a mouse
to one of the Best!
blossoms buds bloom fruitage
Bloom where you are planted!
One of them only had
a 10th grade education
Became a lucrative
well known
software CEO
You should see
the estates mansion
It has a creek running through the house
With serious insurance
& taxes
It's not Money
It's Desire
that it's flames
there burn red hot
With Brillant Light!
Effulgence, Radiance,
Illumination to reveal the manifestation
Enlightenment!
Natural lighting from the heavens
That illuminates the Forrest
Just the right amount
Of numerous
rays of sunlight
Stream down
through the treetops
For the deer, critters
& animals to
see what they need
big & small
Into the meadows
No electric lights
needed or necessary!
Night time is dark
Time to rest
Inspiration, Motivation
Revelation
progress productivity
I'm seeking
Mr. Wonderful
on this site
And Ohhhh yes
He's so Fine in the mind!
willing to put Forth
Much effort
and do the work!
Vs. Failure to launch
A
"Real Man a Gentleman"
Can't be replaced by
A
Boy kid or punk
My day my turn is a coming
Just around the bend
And it will be Mighty Fine
Oooh La La La
Eat your heart out
A serious learning experience
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Apr 2020
About this poem:
6 months of effort bud to blossom!
Poems a labor of love
To share the message
With hopes of good for others peace on earth!
6 months of effort bud to blossoms!
I had it all typed to Bentlee
in a respond comment I typed there
in the poetry section
Now I have to retype it ugh!
Then I expanded on from the original short version
To the more elaborated version
Mmmm! ..
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Unknown

LoveHomeDesire Longing Yearning

I sure have sweet thoughts of
You & Michigan:
Couldn't sleep
Home was calling loudly!
Have been to "your area"
several times
Still swirling in my memory bank of Michigan a big slice of
Heaven on earth from God:
A precious, dear spot in my soul: engraved in my heart for eternity
Where the glaciers dipped out big holes that filled w water up to 50 miles wide Mmmm ...
the potential of a great friendship of like minds:
many great MI memories:
boulder park subdivision an architectural feat
big mammoth boulder rocks weighing prob tons: in the design where the roof tops w a special design blend in w Mother Nature in swirls of brown shingles in the tree lines in a cool sub division, charlevoix going over a bridge like a lions den growling below haha..., petoskey stones, Great Lakes, Macinaw bridge, Macinaw Island famous Jane Seymour & Christopher Reeves Love story ? Title somewhere in time?
fall leaves fav, lovely Christmas evergreens picturesque winter scenes w snow beautiful as a Christmas card! The trees in Alaska not real ones in Michigan full lush white pines blue spruce in the winter swaying in the wind like a "Lady's dress with white frosting lush n cream" Mmmm ... divine
Memories of moms nurse Maxine saying to me: "you'll be back!"
I said, " how do you know?"
Max said, "you love it too much to not return!" Home calls me home much. But it has just not been the right time: maybe in the somewhat near future: I will become like a salmon swimming upstream, fighting the current w all my might to return home, to find my mate, prepare a nest in the sand bar with pebbles and join my mate there
Swimming Divine, soothing our souls w refreshing water, equally yoked sublime family commeraderie, sublime teamwork:
Hands that love because they want to not because they have to:
in the kitchen, bathroom, hot tub, bedroom suite, master bathroom built for two, natural Lighting from the windows, a view of the trees or lake, bigggg tub designed for two: candles & warm water Mmmm ..., pool,
morel mushrooms,
dads garden & cabin,
Family adventures, stories, miss fresh produce, tomatoes, sweet corn,
Fresh tender asparagus yum!!! Fresh soft cookies,
Big blueberries, orchards, fresh donuts w cider in the recipe no frosting needed piping hot warm, apples, berries, cherries, blueberries, black cap raspberries, luv red & golden, black walnuts, black sweet cherries, Mac. Island fudge, vernors cream ales', Indian trails that r now highways, cities names by Indians: Cheboyagain, Petoskey, Gaylord, Detroit, Flint, alpena, long lake sunsets, need to publish adventures, swimming in spring fed ponds, custard ice cream dipped in choc divine,
Michigan shaped like a mitten seen from space:
One can say I am from the "thumb" area pointing to their palm hand referring to above the fingers for the petoskey area, or fm the upper peninsula land of sunsets,
Lake Superior, agates, refreshing swimming, over 11,000 lakes, home calls me home to beautiful memories
Treasures in my soul
That I greatly miss
Just need one faithful honest man to make the equation endearing, lovely, enjoyable teamwork
Gods design of
love & companionship,
Loves fresh vegetables plentiful at the summer produce mkt, do you garden have fruit trees?
Miss beef steak tomatoes & cottage cheese decadent' much
A poem was brewing in my head about u & Michigan I couldn't sleep much, along w that we have had a deep snow fall which is rarely
An occurrence here
here - prob 8-10 weather warnings have landed in my email over the past many days
Bet about 12-18" of snow "literally snowed in till the plow man can make it - he must be swamped w requests"
*Snow I think is multi purpose:
best part long needed precipitation due to drought last summer & maybe its Gods way to slow down the world to peace & quiet to home & family and a nice big pot of home made soup simmering piping hot w any kind of fresh bread sure miss "Betty Crocker buns!"
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Feb 2020
About this poem:
Memories of Heaven Home
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Yankee4you

Let Me Be Your Love

Let me be your warmth
When all your leaves are dropped
Let me be your fire
When all you need is heat
Let me be your heart
When your love turns to stone
Let me be your eyes
When you're dark and all alone
Let me be your legs
When you’re too tired to walk
Let me be the morning sun
When you need a fresh start
Let me be your guide
When you feel confused and lost
Let me be your ticket home
When you can’t afford the cost
Let me be your mountain
That you need to step across
Let me cross the great divide
That separates you from love
Let me be your rainbow
After the storm has ended
Let me be your shooting star
Where all your dreams begin
Let me be your honest one
Who loves you with all my heart
Let me sweep you in my arms
When you are ready to start
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Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
Connecting all the dots ....... of love
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