Growing Love Poem by Chelsea Lybbert

Growing Love



Morning, lunch, after-school hangouts,
Long phone calls into new morning light.
Butterflies in my stomach rise to my heart,
Which beats hard through everyday and night.
Not wanting the feeling to go,
But wondering if it will last,
Wanting you and your love,
While I’m alive, and even when I’ve past.
The longer that I’m with you,
The more my love grows,
I want to be with you everyday,
And hope that my love shows.

©2008 ~ChelseaML

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Greenwolfe 1962 02 February 2009

The title reflects the poem. The writer does a fine job of describing the growing love within her. She also does it in a few words. None wasted. A good structure as well. GW62

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