The Thought of You
The thought of you to me is such sweet bliss,
a joy that lasts, enduring for all time;
a joy, like love, that lives on with a kiss;
and will not end with the end of this rhyme.
The sight of you to me is happiness,
a promise to me that God is keeping;
so long as I abide in hopefulness,
with joy my heart always will be leaping!
If not for you, my bliss would disappear;
and be lost in the cold background of space;
it'd be there where I'd weep and shed a tear,
ne'er knowing the joy of seeing your face.
You are a bliss to me to epoch's end;
which fools cannot surpass with vogue or trend.
Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment