Nor money, nor jewels,
Nor stars in the sky
Can Satisfy
A lonely heart,
For of love
There may be too little,
Or none at all,
But there never will be
Enough.
A beautiful poem, well articulated and elegantly encapsulated with clarity of thought and mind. Lovely and very heartfelt. Thanks for sharing, Sandra.
Dear Sandra, a heart capable of loving will through osmosis, drink at the fountain of others. Your poem finds there is never enough water.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A grand gilt-edged poem, dear Ma'am Sandra....10+++++