Our love
In summertime, our love is radiant, like orchids swaying in the breeze.
In wintertime, our love is warm — it blooms from Head to toe.
Despite the gloom of the weather our love is joyful like two people dancing in the sun.
When thunder rolls our love is Calm, a refuge from the raging rain.
When spring flowers bloom, our love is beautiful, like White petals on the Roses.
When autumn leaves fall, our love is gold, shining bright like a harvest moon.
In the end I am yours and you are mine. This will stand to the end of time.
This poem is about:
Me