the water held green, and it loved
pink so deeply that the sun rose each day
just to watch how green surrounded her true,
protected every petal and blush, and she
cherished him and stretched her bloom,
and the water was their canvas, so nothing
would change, and the reflection made
all that grew timeless, and we knew
A lovely image conveyed.
thank you 🙂
Reading your poem and seeing your photograph, the Monet who lives in my heart began to stir . . . Thank you for the beauty! Blessings . . .
Thank you…what a lovely compliment!
Love poems aren’t exactly my thing, but this one really made quite an impression.
I’m glad this made an impression. Thanks for stopping by.
Thank you so much.
This is beautiful! Love it- the whole idea 🙂
Thank you very much 😀
I really like this!
Love it, love it, love it. I could read it over and over.
Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love your words of encouragement 🙂
sarah, there is so much innocent and gentle poetry here,
‘pink so deeply that the sun rose each day
just to watch how green surrounded her true,’
every word a true reminder of how timeless Love is…
Thank you so much for your very kind and thoughtful comment. It means a lot to me.
What a lovely thought!