Stitched, pieces of ourselves, our well being, mind, body, soul; tethered. The fabric held, the texture becoming, the breadth expanding, love’s quintessence. Every breath, doesn’t need to exhale seamlessly, to be flawlessly imperfect. When hope, is joined with faith; love and joy entwined, makes peace, seem attainable. Sustaining love, repairs fragmented trust, mends broken-hearted. Heart and soul knitted, is kept intact, by love’s undistracted devotion. Sewing and weaving, strengthens the truth. Love, basted beneath and within, prepares the heartstrings. To be tugged, but the trust unbroken. Even when, your world seems to be unraveling. Love’s tapestry, won’t let the heart come apart, or become frayed; only swayed, by love’s endearing grace!
Some hearts, want diamond rings, some want to see snow. Some want everything, tied up in a pretty, pretty bow, with no strings attached. But, how could it truly be love if giving from the heart? Seems like it’s love tethered, but so detached, from the heartstrings. When love is, the most precious gift. There’s, not a single thing on my list this year, but only, what’s on my heart. The giving, the sharing, helping one another. For, those are the special times, a heart will remember. Why, wish to see presents, underneath a tree. When, you can let your light shine bright; like the star, from the heavens. When your heart, truly has what it needs. The true meaning of love, won’t let the heart be distracted. Missing the forest, obstructed by a tree. Into the darkness, light reveals a house, but it’s love, that finds a home. On, the journey to become, always take a moment, to smell the roses. To see how, flowers bloom, how the essence of life, becomes fragrant. Through the loving, in the receiving, within the knowing; your love, is worth trusting. In the businesses of life, fullness begins, when love’s intrinsic nature, represents. Love’s presence, love’s Love’s power, love’s graceful sway. Love’s natural beauty, that grows, leaves an impression; the afterglow. The light of heaven, shining through the evergreen, soul. This time of year, make it about the precious times, the sweetest times, the special times, worth defending, and hold in your heart, forever!
This song inspired, is a song by Celine Dion, a Canadian singer. The song was released on October 30, 1998. Her music has incorporated genres such as pop, rock, R&B, gospel, and classical music. As a fellow Canadian, I saw her perform, in 2004, when I worked for Air Canada. Recently, revealed she was been diagnosed with Stiff Person Syndrome (SPS), a rare neurological disorder.
Wishing everyone, a Merry Christmas, and a happy New Year. From my heart to yours, I’ve designed these cards, for you to have/save. These are also, designed on my daughter’s behalf.
By Design, in loving memory, Justinea A Richards. March 9, 1990 to March 2, 2021.
* P.S. Fun fact, the manger I inserted into the picture, was designed and created, by my wife in 2018, with popsicle sticks. It’s over 1 feet in length, about 6 inches in width, and 1 foot in height.
Your love, is a beautiful flower. My heart is full, filled with the crimson beauty. My soul is becoming, time and space. A timeless love, needs room to grow. Breathlessly, I watch how love, yields an endless bloom. You are a flower, I am a stem from. Forevermore, my soul will be planted, my heart tethered, my love deeply rooted. Roses are red, violet a purplish hue, my soul basking in the light. In the meadows, my breath frolics through two lips. Trying to find words, my heart has left me speechless. My sweet beloved, you are the flower, swaying the breadth within my soul. Beyond the surface, there’s a perpetual thirst, water won’t quench!
There’s a light, in the darkness, an illuminating presence, a guiding light, enlightening the moment. With every step, the path becomes clear. Love, the continuous light, in the darkest times. When the night comes, when the twilight howls, within the wind. Faith, that doesn’t flicker, lets the heart always see, hope is never lost. Love is the lighthouse, the candle in the window, the light in an open heart. Silencing the fear, giving peace to your soul. To become the truth, when lies are speaking, be the calm, when the sea is raging. Be the voice, when the heart is lost for words. When the days are cold, love will warm the heart, captivate the soul, capture the imagination. Though, the light may be dim, when the heart of many, have waxed cold. Light it up, so love won’t be hard to see. When love is enlightened, the heart reveals, a flame burning bright. The light of love, lighting up the darkness, shining for the world to see. That there’s a heart, being the light, in the candle!
If the vision, becomes unclear, through all the tears? This I promise, my love will be there, by your side. When your heart is hurting, here is where you belong; in my arms, and in my heart… forever. Your heart, will never need to hide, behind a painted smile. The portrait of love I see, will never fade, what my heart knows. Your love, is an angelic portrayal, of a Nubian Queen. No one, will ever know the beautiful place, reserved for your love. Where, I promised to have, and to hold, you within my soul. The roses are red, violet never sing the blues, and the love, takes your breath away. This I promise, forever will endlessly echo our love, until the end of time. How, can a heart keep from singing, when Always, becomes the love ballad. Many battles we’ve faced, two hearts as one, how in a lifetime the trust becomes, one heartbeat. The secret, in realizing a special love, lies within the truth of knowing, love’s intrinsic providence. When, love knows your name, the heart is given the words, the most beautiful heartfelt expressions. I promise you never, will I remiss, being the love you need. I don’t, believe in fairy tales, I believe in you and me. When, love is an endless tale, written on two hearts? Always and forever, will be the unbroken vow!
When, the heart catches sight of, love’s true intrinsic nature? It’s a soul discovering, love is an encounter. In the knowing, breadth becomes, in the anticipation, the wait to exhale. The objective, to be a heart on an exploration to know the inevitability, love’s deepest expression. The soul searching, the heart seeking, to be changed by the encounter. In the height, the soul perceives to what length, wherewith the heart will journey, to look deep into forever. Experiencing the vastness, of being lost in love. Where, even old stars display, how a profound love still cascades, timeless. Where, time doesn’t eclipse, the first encounter, the final story not yet told. When, it’s too dark to see love? Finding the width, how we discover the depth. In knowing the breadth, we come face to face, with the quintessence. Hand on your beating heart, how you feel if the love is breathing, truly. And if, truth be told, the first encounter, what captured the heart. The second, what took your breath. Of the third, love’s endearing kindness encountered; a glimpse of heaven. Love’s intelligence, the wonder beheld, the heart giving witness. That true love, is never unidentified. The soul knows, when it becomes, a close encounter!
A Love Story! 
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