Love Will Live Again

01 Apr



A southern wind, a promise of spring,

days longer, soon and the robins will

sing.  Rains bring life, snow is gone,

and the warmth is welcomed as the

winter has been so long.


Every creature man or beast can feel

the pull of the moon, trees are budding,

the Narcissus in bloom.  Dreams are

building in both the young and old, a void

needs filling in a misplaced heart; spring

gives birth to loves new start.


For some love never ends, others it never

begins, it flows into the hearts of those

searching the waves of a soft southern

wind.  Loves lost, hearts tossed, tears fall,

we grasps for a chance at happiness despite

the cost.


Walking in the deepest valley or climbing the

tallest hill, once you find love your heart will

battle with your mind, you breath will be stilled.

Your thoughts will be filled with love and brought

to your new love on the wings of a dove.





thBPHSKA15“Life is short, live it. Love is rare, grab it. Anger is bad, dump it. Fear is awful, face it. Memories are sweet, cherish it.”



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3 responses to “Love Will Live Again

  1. artandmoondreams

    April 1, 2016 at 9:14 pm

    Beautifully said.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. jackcollier7

    April 2, 2016 at 6:53 am

    I would not have thought of moving ‘sing’ to line 3. Cool. And, I love internal rhyme.

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