Water The Roses - Poem by Brandon Griffee
Time ceases to exist,
Worry floats away with the winds.
A couple of fifty years,
Wipe away their tears,
As parents watch their children die,
Humbled, watching their spirits fly.
A man and woman meet,
God pulls up his seat
And works his sorcery of love.
Starting out with a simple hug,
Heightening with the bliss of a kiss,
Fortifying with a single wish.
Today is a day rare for love to reside.
Jump in or poke a toe, which to decide?
Shock results in marriage ablaze,
Comfort leads to eternal days.
Listen to the beating heart,
This is Love to never part.
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