Warren Dickman Poet Rhyme

Gardens of the Heart

That tender gaze from cross the room,
The reaching out of hand so warm,
A phone call in the afternoon,
For comfort midst imagined storm.
Such trivial seeds when sown apart,
Beneath the surface soon mature
To cherished gardens of the heart
Where true loves flourish and endure.

Warren Dickman

Copyright ©2000 Warren Dickman

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Charles Melody Lightning Ink April 5, 2017 at 3:18 PM wow! this is a very good poem. i love the style and manner u use the wordp. congrats sir.

Susan Palli February 28, 2016 at 1:49 PM Very touching! Lovely words. There's much talent in your work.

Funom Makama February 25, 2016 at 10:02 AM There is this unique insurance your works always give my expectations And that satisfaction only builds more castles for my curiosity to thrive, waiting for subsequent results of your talent and thinking. Warren Dickman February 28, 2016 at 7:54 AM Thanks for the kind words, Funom.