We Meet Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

We Meet



She comes with ribbons and mystery
Stars shine like future flowers
The simple things of life shall be
Refreshed again with gentle hours

Sometimes change comes with quiet
Rest and dreams like moonlight
Her hand with me in the twilight
Poetry is a branch to the bird in flight

We meet by a meadow of life

We Meet
Monday, March 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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Joseph Narusiewicz

Joseph Narusiewicz

So St Paul, Minnesota
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