The train of thought

[purplespirit]

The train of thought

Roses wilt and lose their fragrance
Another summer finds an end
Days grow slowly short and silent
And winter to life gives a bend.

Now it's good to have you near me
So there won't be any blame
On what we may call shortcomings
You share it all just the same.

We may have to battle shadows
Thus we give each other strength
This will then divide the burden
Struggle to light, now half the length

Heaven sends a gift each new day
We find good times and skies blue
What a blessing to just spend all
With my heart's gem – that is you.

[Daboetry]

Beautiful poem.

[purplespirit]

Many warm thanks! Best wishes, Ursula xx