Thursday, 30 March 2017

To Clare With A Care

Where are you, Clare,
As I have a loving care,
I hold my love aloft -
Nice and gently soft.

I'm waiting for you,
Are you searching too?
I'm feeling quite blue
Without you to pursue.

You were beautiful to me,
Attractive and prettily
Presented, full of promises
And faithful praises.

I loved you loving the Son,
A testament to  your wisdom;
Preach to me you sensibilities
That can have wonderful possibilities.

Please adhere this beckoning cry,
And I'll let out a pleasant sigh
Of a welcoming and longed for relief
From suffering a loneliness grief.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 30/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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