Whispering Heart Poem by Wilmore Godfrey Hingert

Whispering heart


When you open your eyes in the morning,

Do you unexpectedly think of him?

When you see the butterflies flying,

Do you wish to fly near him?

When you feel the sun shining,

Do you remember the warmth of him?

When you witness the leaves falling,

Do you think that you’re too falling for him?

When you pass over a flowing stream,

Do you feel that your love’s growing for him?

Here comes the last thing,

When you feel like crying,

Is he the one you needing?

I’ll tell you what, stop wondering,

It’s the truth that you’re in love with him.

By: My a kind of very good friend, 'Hein Sandy'