Loving

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the merriment of mistletoe

the pureness of new-fallen snow

a flower that will always grow

and that's the way

our love should go.

Reviews

[Chris]

It's the little things we do - that we don't HAVE to do - that really say it all... just like this poem.

[Angie G]

Eloquent and beautifully told.
Happy writing!

[Ardra]

:) ah that's nice way for the love to grow .. withholding its pureness and growing into a form of sanctuary we look forward to end of each day to find our self back , when we are lost in the wild world ...
something to ground us isn't it :)