My Other Half (Sonnet #151) Poem by Tina Baaklini

The past is gone, the day has come to move on,
Winter packed its luggage, spring just landed,
I shed old skin as snakes and carry on,
Friendly are these winds of change, splendid!

I crossed the bridge towards true life and love,
My heart finally met its other half,
Oh, his tender love is more than I dream of,
My sighs are his foes, with him I laugh and laugh.

Oh love, my whole life I've been waiting for you,
Waiting for the soul that loves me as I am,
With my cracks, lacks, flaws, lows and bad mood,
Your love raised me high, I'm a new woman.

Happiness we breathe carried by the breeze,
Towards the clouds where prevails eternal peace.

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk