The Wind Beneath My Wings Poem by Bernard Snyder

The Wind Beneath My Wings

Rating: 4.3

When my time here on earth expires
I won't have any regrets,
because by having met you
I was finally given the opportunity to know what
'floating on air' truly mean't.
In so many ways you gave so many reasons why
I felt I could touch the sky.
I am content knowing what it felt like
to have been loved.
Because of you
my willingness to give love became easy.
In the event we never cross paths again
I will take the part of your heart you gave me
to share with the angels above..
as a token that would explain
why, at one point in my previous life..
I was able to fly.

Thursday, October 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: True Love
Dr Pintu Mahakul 17 October 2014

When time on earth expires, we do not have more time to regret. At that time to fly reminding pasty life. Beautifully presented the poem with lovely words. Nice one.

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Hazel Durham 12 October 2014

Beautiful write Bernard to find true love is a gift that takes us to new heights of passion, truth and a never ending love that is as pure as the angels above! Thank you so much for your wonderful comments on my two poems I really appreciate your valuable feedback and sorry for the delay in only getting to read your poems now!

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Patricia Grantham 10 October 2014

Yes true love can be just like that. It makes you feel like flying. Wings of love. Nice.

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Valsa George 18 November 2014

Love gives one wings to fly and soar higher and higher! Love has such wonderful magic to it! To have loved and lost is much better than never to have loved at all....! The solid experience of love you had is enough to keep you contented in this life and beyond! Enjoyed!

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Michael Mcparland 11 November 2014

A beautiful dedication and expression of love. Very touching in it's purity and openness. I loved it.

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Abekah Emmanuel 27 October 2014

It is interesting how love and its incomprehensible magic attract great poet form different backgrounds. To me, that shows how versatile love is. This poem, from its beginning to the end, captures, yet another fantastic story about it. good job!

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Saheb Mohapatra 23 October 2014

It's what TRUE LOVE eyes are just attached to your golden words.

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 23 October 2014

Catchy title - The Wind Beneath My Wings if we discuss about this only then we find Wind below is to lift up and also to go down - about the to the life..nice poem

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