LOVE
I love the way your eyes,Paint the clouds in the sky.
I love the way the summer breeze,
Shimmers at the thought of you.
I love the way sun comes out,
To greet you when you're blue.
I love the way you greet the birds,
As though they can hear your every word.
I love the way you walk into a room,
And brighten up the darkest gloom.
I love the way you make the flowers bloom,
Majestically they bow to beauty that is true.
I love the way you choose how to dress,
I confess even when you make a mess.
Most of all I love you just for being you.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2023-02-26 at 12:45
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