As to love, I never dare
to impose the questionaire
If you abruptly say “I do,”
I'd doubt if it is untrue
If you slip, you don't know
my life is eclipsed by sorrow
Love is something I never ask for
Something in hope, for evermore
May you cherish me in hope
and I have your love envelope
A tulip never opens its heart
until the day death do us part
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ANGELA here - Good Evening AROBOT welcome to MPS it is a proactive site and functions by reading and commenting on each other Poems - OK Thanks you for your first Poem. Well penned drawing an analogy between the LIFE of a TULIP and *LOVE*. It is true what you say *A full blown Tulip* is - in effect - a dead one. Its glory lies in the developement from BUD to almost FULL BLOOM ! Our experience reflects that ! When we met (over three years ago) it was our first engagement - Brian was 33 and I was 28 ! Our LOVE was in BUD. Weve been married SIX weeks and the bud is beginning to OPEN ! Our Golden Wedding is in April 2070 (Brian 86 and I 82) ! Our Tulips will be Almost Fully Open by then but we hope & pray neither of us completely ! Thanks for sharing it made me think about our future ! Please check our site - Thank You ! We have our first Home and in the Garden opposite is a magnificent stand of 60 tulips half of Yellow & half of Red. I work as a Physiotherapist in a Hospital - and it inspires Me every day in these sad days of Lockdown.
Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
Love Angela & Brian 💛💛💛
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Wow... Thank you
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