Love Must Be So Pliant
Love must be so pliant ,
like a blade of grass,
Bowing to the wind,
till the storm has passed.
Love is enigmatic
Like the sphinx’s smile.
Waiting for an answer,
Nothing is on file.
Love is often near us
Yet we do not see.
Sometimes where we are
Is just the place to be
Copyright © Katherine Braithwaite | Year Posted 2012
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