Love Garden
Tenderness,The sound of your voice,
I'm helpless,
It makes my soul rejoice
It's rich with promiss,
That our union will be beautiful,
And our love garden plentiful,
Cultivating hope in my heart
Love Garden
Tenderness,gogant commented on Love Garden
11-26-2009
11/26/2009
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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