A Love Song Poem by Panmelys

In the song of birds
And the burst of each new Spring
Does our love still sing.

In rain and grey skies
And wet streets after showers
Did our love flower.

Under Winter trees
And in heat of warm café's
Was our love supreme.

In each season's change
And that warm summer's first 'yes',
Was our love blessed.

In the wake of each
Morning and ache of evening
Does our love linger.

In every poem
And each artistic image
Does our love so breathe.

In each passing year
Does our guardian angel fly
Safe-guarding love's sigh!

2001 (Multiple Haikus)