Lovely - Poem by Bridgid Patrick
There in your doorway, no shadow is cast
No lingering voices, no ghosts from the past
Just a cluster of walls, and a window of pain
Collecting the heartache like droplets of rain
Still I stand before you, with palms to the sky
No gold in my pocket, no thorn in my side
And all I can offer, where words have no place
Is a body that trembles, and this love that awaits
Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
That love cannot change! !
Love can transform
The most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind,
For it sees with its heart
And not with its mind! !
Love is the answer
That everyone seeks...
Love is the language,
That every heart speaks.
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