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"The Envelope" 

Opening my door to descent 
the steps to visit my garden 
makes my dreams come true, 
it enlightens 
my heart most of the time . 
Whispering to my roses, 
watching the very old trees, 
watering the green grass, 
I love it. 
Suddenly my heart starts beating 
just found an envelope 
with white roses 
sleeping at my doorsteps. 
Anxious to discover the sender 
with a huge smile my surprise 
was from my darling, 
He wrote: 
You are the woman of my dreams, 
I am taking the liberty to announce 
you are my reason to live. 
If you are not in my life 
I will not tolerate my existence 
one moment longer. 
I need to carry you towards our love nest 
share our hot body, 
love the love that will slowly 
put off that burning fire between us 
Under our green trees tomorrow. 
Lay your roses down 
free your hand to hold mine, 
Together: 
We will walk towards our garden 
and dream of that day 
when our eyes will meet 
to become bride and bridegroom 
Surrounded by the trees everywhere. 
Friends clapping so hard for us 
to engage with that beautiful touch of our lips, 
A sign you belong to me forever. 
I Love Him: 
Will you marry me my woman? 
Oh! Yes I screamed 
not realizing he is not here. 
. My heart was instantly beating 
towards positive thoughts 
My husband to love to sleep with, 
to cook, to wash, to wake up 
in the morning have our cup of coffee 
in the fresh air. 
I will stand by my man, 
no matter what. 
A beautiful marriage in my garden, 
I will place 100 white chairs 
on each side on the grass, 
With green ribbons. 
The grass will emerge 
To beautify their existence for our guests. 
We will be married as soon as he walks 
through my door 
Tomorrow. 
Our unique marriage in our 
Green Garden Of Eden, 
was to be televised that day 
As a huge surprise for our guests 
A wedding gift. 
Instead, his death was televised, 
Soldier shot down. 
She walked back home alone 
Still wearing her wedding gown. 
True story. 

Therese Bacha
              Contest for PD. Nature.. Win N0. 8
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