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Loves Delight

Rising like an early summer morn’ , All rainbows , roses and thunderstorms Or the calm before a winters snowy night Beginning at sunrise and ending in delight A sparkling mountain stream ,passing merrily by All apple blossoms and heavy sighs Sharing bows and laces, beauty and grace Bewitching smiles and longing looks from adoring faces Long flowing hair, sweet nectar drifting through the air Drawing every eye, from the top to her cute little past Faint echoes of loves’ pure air and poetry abound The smiles ,rosy cheeks ,and twinkling eyes And most of all white doves Floating in the sky After first meetings with no care When misty dreams drift close together And bitter sweet sounds from far into the night No matter how much it costs it will always be delight Sitting in awe and wonder from loves sacred light

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Date: 2/3/2019 9:28:00 PM
A wonderful poem in many ways ... The rhyming flows so effortlessly along with the vivid imagery ... Very, very well written Jim!
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Date: 12/20/2018 7:42:00 AM
- A beautiful poem :) - A little greeting to you from Norway - I wish you a peaceful and beautiful Christmas :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Date: 11/15/2018 8:21:00 PM
Like the title itself, this poem is pure delight, Jim!
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Date: 11/13/2018 6:39:00 PM
Hello Jim, wow! A fanatic poem. Have a nice evening my friend.
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Date: 10/17/2018 7:43:00 AM
so beautiful
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Jim Joyce
Date: 2/8/2023 7:25:00 PM
so are you :))))
Date: 10/15/2018 8:09:00 AM
And poetry abounds superbly in imagery here and awesome rhyming. Delights of love and nature combined. Kudos. Soo nice to read from u again, plz do write your thoughts/ comment under my newest poem too.
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