THE FRUIT OF LOVE

      THE FRUIT OF LOVE


Seasons come and go
Signaling the passage of time
I see beauty of flowers
Listening to the music of birds 

Hands trying to catch the air
When it rains
I become water in our garden

Guardian of my dreams
Memories go through my heart and mind
Longing becomes the seed of pain
Memories of our life caress
 And I survive

My world travelled with you
Grief without relief

Solitude has become my dear friend
Things happen to finish me
But nothing can

Your love gives me strength
Your voice brings back my happiness
And I sing our songs
The fruit of our love
Our togetherness

I love you
As the earth goes around the sun

There was never any "if "
And there was never any "why " 
I love you
I will love you till I die


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