The Love, A Letter; A Grateful Heart!

Thank You, for loving on me; when my heart felt unloved. Thank You, for being my voice; when my heart just didn’t know what to say. Thank You, for being my defender; when my heart felt it was losing the fight. Thank You, for always being there; when my heart felt so alone. Thank You, for whispering words of love… into my soul. When my heart had lost the words, within a silent river. Deep down, my soul found The Love. But now my heart, needs to write A Letter; to say how Grateful!

For even when I couldn’t see it, Your love was working. Even when I may not have felt it, You’re always working… on my soul. You never stopped, Your love will never stop working; to change my heart… from within. All I can truly say, Thank You! Your love is teaching my heart the true art, Careful Meditation; Controlled Speech, what is… true Forgiveness. This letter is a moment, an opportunity to tell Your heart; Thank You, for the unwavering love!

Yours Truly, A Grateful Heart!

WCR

Hearts… in Bloom!

Smell the flowers, a kiss upon the two-lips. Roses are red, violets… a wonderful shade of blue. Oh, how I love you. Spring has sprung, a forever love… for my May flower. Love, is a fragrance, a sweet smelling perfume. True love overwhelms, but will forever excite… a heart. A soul bursting with love for, a heart forever in love with… Raindrops on roses, true showers of blessings. A heart joyfully singing, in the forever reign. The wind blows, the sun forever shines; when hearts truly embrace the dawn. A moment to stop to smell the roses, within a graceful breeze. Summer loving, but a soul truly flourishing; Hearts… in Bloom!

Within a presence so ultraviolet, a love absolutely radiant. Your love is the moon, the sun, the stars. You are the wind, a love forever dancing with my heart; moving every breath within my soul. You are my heart, Your love the heartbeat. I give You my soul, so every heartbeat can know the true breadth. Take my eyes, let my soul… forever see into Your love. My gentle love, tell me this. Is my heart such and such, or just so and so? Does my soul speak volumes, or is the love within… a mere whisper? Oh, won’t You please lend me Your ear? Teach my love how to speak, to only Your heart. Roses bloom, but a heart will forever flourish; underneath the purple reign. A soul drenched in a scarlet love, forever; Hearts… in Bloom!

WCR