![]() My loveA Poem by Chris Shaw
as long as trees do green their leaves in spring
and bluebells carpet woodland where we walk as long as bird song trills for you and i and we are wrapped in soft lace pillow talk gazing through the skylight at the moon our audience a wealth of spangled stars my admiration knows no height or depth it wanders in the blue sky that is ours for you the holder of my beating heart protector of my shadow at all times for me no snow capped mountain is too high for you the hard face surface i would climb one glance across a room you meet my eyes returned is love eternal as the tides © 2024 Chris ShawReviews
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13 Reviews Added on May 9, 2024 Last Updated on May 9, 2024 Author![]() Chris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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