Found Poem by Richard Phipps

Found



Softness was lost,
until it found your sweet soul.

Stars found their mirror,
when your beauty came to view.

Love found its purpose,
when it looked into your trusting eyes.

Kindness found you,
and loved you,
and became you.

and I will be lost,
if ever you should leave.

September 24,2013

Sunday, December 15, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: kindness,lost,mirror,september
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success