Freshly picked
(For the Lady V)
by
Dahni
So
often the simplest is the grandest
Apart the heart does find
Like a breeze as if your
whisper
Calling out my name.
Like the sun upon my face
as if your smile.
A touch of color and
fragrance
Something vibrant and
growing
A sound flowing all about
The images of life and
living.
How often these stir me
And what within they
greater stir.
Something simple as a
flower freshly picked
Something grand as memory
of you
Sent in an envelope for
me!
© 1998
from
the collection 'Love Notes' by the same author
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