In My Heart
Nested deep within my heart
my angel lies, curled up,
on a bed of soft white feathers.
And as he dozes off, lulled
by the sound of my voice,
my love for him grows
with every second passing.
He travels with me,
no matter where I go.
Whenever I feel lost or lonely,
I only have to place my hand
upon my chest
to feel his presence
there.
Nested deep within my heart
my angel lies, curled up,
on a bed of soft white feathers.
And as he dozes off, lulled
by the sound of my voice,
my love for him grows
with every second passing.
He travels with me,
no matter where I go.
Whenever I feel lost or lonely,
I only have to place my hand
upon my chest
to feel his presence
there.
This write flowed with a love undying, in your simple yet adoring words I found a flame that could not be put out by time. Lovely work, this is wonderful you are sharing your poetry and also Mouris, he is extremely talented as we all know!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your comment on my write also and for following, you understand how passionate I myself am of being pro-life and passing that onto my writing.
Enjoy your week always.
thank you, MaryAnne..I did not know until now you commented on my work. I do not get a warning from Blogger!
ReplyDeleteThanks sweetheart, for your compliments and yes, Mouris is indeed very talented:)heh!