When we lie in soft moon light
I wonder, Love, where I might be
If you had not come into my life
Your hair now a little streaked
Still when I touch you
my heart quickens
When I was adrift on life's sea
You were the searching beacon
Leading me back to shore
And through it all
Joys and problems
I thrived because of
Your loving support
Thank you for my life
And for spending it with me
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a free verse poem. Free verse is a form of poetry that does not necessarily follow to any specific meter patterns, rhyme, or any other pattern. Free verse, despite its freedom, often still has some elements of form. Most free verse does observe a convention of lines and structure. No rhyming patterns. |
Author Notes
A slice of my life. I am lucky.
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