We make graves in our heart for our sorrows
When life's journey is hard for us to cope
And are struck by many of life's arrows
But life is life and always full of hope.
We plough many of life's furrows each day
And plant seeds in the hope that they will grow
Hoping they'll bring a beautiful display
Tho' the future's something we never know.
After a heart has been filled with deep pain
Time will give it space to heal and grow strong
Where a new love will enter once again
That will give an aching heart a new song.
Sorrow leave's a cold winter in the heart
Yet Cupid's arrow can strike like a dart.
There is always a ray of hope after sunset. This poem is that ray of hope. Beautifully written witha positive touch.
Beautiful, beautiful poem of love that holds us spellbound embellished with great rhyme, nice flow and images. Very inspiring. To my Poem List.
Sorrow leave's a cold winter in the heart Yet Cupid's arrow can strike like a dart.....Classic lines of hope and dreams coming true.....Top score
The healing heart is a wonderful Sonnet of 14 lines so meticulously penned.
Dear Poet David, All your poems rhyme with such lilting beauty.
Yet Cupid's arrow can strike it to restart.....my humble suggestion in line with theme
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely! Witty and with good rhythm and rhyme