Do
you seek your promised land,
We
could walk it hand in hand –
Mountains
and pastures so grand.
I
loved your sweet loving love,
You
would duly give me a shove
To
let loose and fly like a dove.
I
was in plight, and with fright
I
cut myself up with a might –
Resulting
in you taking flight.
Fly
with me over land and also sea
And
experience our loving serenity,
That
could come to be being three.
You
have a loving child to bring up,
And
as you still drink from the cup
Your
love does grow with every sup.
Jesus
taught to love your Offspring
Which
His Disciples did wisely sing
His
wise tune of a worldly belong.
Come
back to me and wisely see
How
we can experience tranquillity
Pleasingly
with you being with me.
©
Andrew Stevenson 23/08/2017
An edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
Life can be intolerable at times but it sure has it's wonderful side which you have shown in this great poem Andrew.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Greetings Yvonne. Thank you for your kind words, they are greatly received. Life sure has its ups and downs! Blessings. Love love, Andrew.
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