Treasure Island

David Harris

(18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Magic Moments


Magic moments happen in our lives
when we are kissed by an angel
under the moonlight.

A magic moment we cling on to,
just one of the many magic moments
our lives pass through.

The sweet scent of flowers that surround us
in the summer while love lingers in the air,
more magic moments there.

Magic moments that fill our lives with joy,
moments that rekindle love’s dying flame
making it burn strong again.

31 July 2008

Submitted: Saturday, August 16, 2008

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  • Star Dust (9/26/2008 10:33:00 AM)

    like this poem alot and its the 3rd one ive read and am new to this site
    carry on great poem! ! ! =] (Report) Reply

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