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Poet's Platform Column | 27 Sept. 07

by Janet Nesler | The Scioto Voice | Wheelersburg, Ohio

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THE GIFT

You pulled me from a world of loneliness

You’ve shared with me pleasures and pains
My flaws fade in your eyes
And I become beautiful

My fractured self is made whole in your
Embrace
Time spent with you is an adventure
Each old action becomes something new and
exciting
Touching isn’t something we want to do
But something we have to do

Our souls have joined to become one
With eyes of love we bestow blessings and
Happiness
Not just on each other but to those around us
Love is the treasure that makes us merge as
One body

True love comes to few these days
No one slows down long enough to
Cultivate it
The one who sees their love as a gift
Is wealthy beyond the worlds understanding

I know what it is to be cherished
Your focus is to make me happy
You’ve become my happiness
Through you I have learned true love

I am at peace
I have a place to rest from the world’s trials
God has blessed me
And I am thankful

Judy Cheek
Wheelersburg

 

IN YOUR EYES

In your eyes, I see beyond the barriers of this world.
I see the peace in your heart,
the wisdom of your soul,
the strength of your devotion.
Your touch caresses my spirit,
your kiss seals my heart,
giving me the strength to love again.
Your arms give me warmth,
sheltering me from the darkness, from the unknown.
With you, I have found my own heart.
with you, I am strong.
with you, let me go forth,
and live my life to the fullest,
Giving my soul the peace that lingers in your eyes.

Loretta Craig
Flatwoods, KY

 

I Love You, Because

You inspire me
to dream, and
give me hope
when others would
crush my spirit.
You speak tenderly
knowing anger would
cause me despair.

You encourage me,
challenge me to climb
the highest mountains,
become an Eagle
instead of a Sparrow.

I love you, because. . .
Just because.

Mabel I. Massie
Portsmouth

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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