More Poem by Danette Frenz

You told me you had a dream,
Of love, it seems, redeemed.
said I would love you more,
Your kindness I adored.
What is in store? No more a tiring chore.
Inside a tugging war.
I want to love you so,
Takes time to heal the woe.
The clouds enveloped the mountain,
Pouring out an endless fountain.
Your dreams and mine,
What can I find?
To renew, anew
This love so blue.
It’s true, like dew,
A hue of few.
I hope, I dream
A new foregleam,
Of what’s to come,
To here and from
You.