Once again the time has come
Where Cupid and his bow and arrows enter and roam the kingdom
Regular colored roses are carried in baskets
Along with being dropped on the ground
Or being tossed through the air
Or being worn in the girls and women's hair
For the lads and lasses
It's love and romance weekend
Love hangs in the air as we all breathe it in
And we're all sheathing our swords
As well as putting our weapons away
And with the lads and lasses in each other's arms
There's no reason for a call to arms
There's no need for a clash
In my mind
I'm spouting out my sonnets
As 100 poems are waiting to be read besides mine
Ready to be read by all the true star crossed lovers
It's love and romance weekend
I may feel and may be single but I feel in love in ways I can't comprehend
So let the activity between the lovers in the shire commence
Because I feel in love and I have no defense
For it's love and romance weekend
And come what may to me and whatever happens
WOW GildOW, Isn't that something else! Oh My! Very Inspiring! Thanks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a lovely poem you wrote.