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Tuesday, 1 January 2019

Stressing With Bipolar

You looked so fine,
You were sublime,
Could you be mine
Until the end of time.
 
I would look after you
And would say ‘I do’,
I have a love sincere
For you to be my Dear.
 
You were attractive
In every possible way,
You were supportive
Throughout my day.
 
I liked your beauty,
You were heavenly,
Come to be and see
Our peaceful harmony.
 
We were good together
Despite the bad weather
Of my flooding tears
Because of my fears.
 
I used to stress to much
Because of my condition,
I loved your sweet touch –
Holding hands a duration.
 
© Andrew Stevenson 05/09/2017
 
An edited piece.
 
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

2 comments:

  1. A very heartfelt poem Andrew, lovely words and a joy to read.

    Yvonne.

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    1. Thank you Yvonne for your kind words. Blessings. Love love, Andrew.

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