Saturday, May 31, 2008

Harmony

To love in this world is a wondrous thing

You praise every moment that life brings

Having the courage to share in a soul

The darkest of secrets no longer a hold

To share in one life of intimate realm

The passion and pleasure that overwhelm

Acting a child in spite of your age

The presence of joyous youth without rage

Now the storm has blown over and the sky becomes clear

The presence of singing bird songs, so dear

As the sun shines so warmly down on our face

Shows the grace and beauty of a wonderful place

If grace and beauty were husband and wife

Creating a child to share in their life

Is tenderly held so lovingly

Who carries the name of Harmony

1 comment:

silent storm said...

Been bruised, burned, shattered... yet I still would rather risk it all again than to live without love.