and post notes and photos about your poem like Connie Marcum Wong.
There is a rose named angel face,
In lavender she blooms with grace.
When I admire her sweet splendor
I recall your love so tender
Keeping watchful eyes over me,
And answering with love my plea
For your help, when I am in need,
Contrasting miracles indeed!
Though unseen, I feel your presence
In aura of Divine essence.
My soul yearns to meet you in kind
So grateful you can read my mind;
Lift my burdens, leave shoulders bare,
I could not live without your care.
What a blessing you are to me!
You have my love eternally.
~9th Place~Premiere Contest Winner
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2018