Harriette

Cold breeze on my face, 
Garments with a lace. 
Agony of waiting, 
Makes my heart thrilling. 

Screaming as it was, 
Greatest gift will pas. 
Love it is indeed, 
Happiness has treed. 

Shines brightly as sun, 
Showered me with fun. 
Everyone will understand, 
How you held my hand. 

Life is amazing maze, 
And sometimes like haze. 
Treasure you are to me, 
Forever you will be.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Agustin Avatar
March 21, 2024 at 2:19 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup, kababayan. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed. (Please check your spelling.)
Dy Avatar
March 21, 2024 at 2:24 AM
Hi thank you for your comment. Appreciate it. The spelling you are referring to is it the pas?
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