Love that is never spoken
Is like a wild grass
That pokes its way out
From time to time.
It never dies.
Copyright 2021, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
Fabulous thought! Those grasses watered from the springs of life!
Discerning poem of love.Mam regards to your crafting ability.
This is greatest Truth, absolutely, A finest read all the Trickles sequels. I have enjoyed and learned from all the Trickles created here.Thank you so much for sharing, best wishes from The Netherlands,
5 Stars for this greatest Truth, Absolutely, this love never dies. Amazingly comveyed, dear great Poetess! To my Favorites!
Lovely true lines, that thought and admiration do provoke. Excellent, well done!
What a sparkling iagery you have induced into this little poem. real love can be like a grass which is neglected and walked over. Despite it extends its leaves for walking over agai so you are not hurt by the sharp pebbles. Superbn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is such truth in this inspired and moving verse. Lovely!