Wintering 'neath covers of chilly heart,
Lonely for warmth, but waiting, set apart
Yet somehow anticipating, roots fed
Unnoticed, but sustained, become bedded
And ready for love. Unexpectedly
Come rains, falling gently above, rejected
At first, but soaking with words, find their way.
Quenching, they drench my soul, while swaying
Away fears, - then tiny movements in roots
Become shoots, which in turn soon beautify
My flowering with heady, fragranced display
Of love in bloom that now blesses my day.
This really describes that first flush of love...winter thaws and becomes spring...beautiful Fay...thank you...Fi
May love bloom forever. Against such brave and fragile words, winter has no power. Love, SandraX
Falling in love! that beautiful feeling when we give everything to the one we love!
There is a depth to this that struck me personally... a slow, almost painful transition into complete, beautiful... LOVE. Wow Fay, you truly are a blessed poet. Thank you xx 10 10 10
Such a warm and tender write Fay may your heart always be spring 10++++ Chris
Love is certainly in bloom with this charming piece you have written, Thank you Fay, 10 Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fay, Very beautiful... 10... Tsira