Whole

When I take on feelings of loss and fear,
I find it hard to make them disappear.
Through the haze of a clouded mind,
comes a light that I know is not mine.
It warms my heart with a love so bold,
only a fool would see it as cold.
When I open my eyes to this valiant soul,
I see only you, my love.
You make me whole.

I love the simplicity and

I love the simplicity and depth of this! Nice write!

~Joy~

MilkThistle,

Joy is different than happiness, it is becoming whole in the midst of loss and fear. This poem is moving, simple, and authentic; beautiful thoughts.

Warm regards,

Kathy Paysen

Excellent

Wonderful poem...straightforward and powerful, as is real love.

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