Ripples Poem by Lamar Cole
Ripples
White clouds,
Morning breeze,
Ripples in the pond,
Dancing trees.
Tall grass blowing.
Our love growing.
Sunlight shimmering.
Sweet love simmering.
Love grows in morning breeze, in the ripples of ponds and streams or in the dancing trees under white clouds. When sunlight shimmers love becomes simmer if two hearts are separated. Woderful imaginary and imagery have been drawn here. Thank u dear Lamar for your astute composition. Full vote.
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5/8/2024 4:28:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Love leads us to a magnificent state when we will be able to see beauty in everything and everywhere! Lovely poem proclaiming the power of love!