My Love
Whilst contemplating my love of past
from then til now and all contrast,
Surprised that here I've carried through
sentimentally anew.
Unconscious there when never measured
sacredness in heart I treasured,
Though awakened from curious quirk-
my love within was all my work.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2021
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