And love will find you
hiding under a rock
in a shelter
under wraps
a comforter with feet
And love has found me
in assisted living
the spark of what we had
always present
And love will be like a tree of remembrance
whose branches hang memories
whose leaves, promise
In truth I never thought I would find you again
Love walks in mysterious ways
she abounds joy
at the juncture of pain
she lives, breathes,
extinguishers fires
put out the flames
the soft mellow face
of love remembers
and brings the peace.
Saturday, 16 June 2012
And Love has Found Me - Anita Holzberg
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