A Special Bond - Poem by olivia gendron
A special world for you and me.
A special bond one cannot see.
It wraps us up in its cocoon.
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold.
Gently nestling us to the fold.
Like silken thread it holds us fast.
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break.
A new one forms in its wake.
To bind us closer and keep us strong.
In a special world, where we belong.
Comments about A Special Bond by olivia gendron
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You