Poems ✍️

love can mean enchantment,
roses youth and song,
but what happens when the petals fall
and everything goes wrong.
Promises of love may take you by storm
then dry up like the rain.
Some may be soft to touch,
and others like a rose with thorns.
Love can mean a hand clasp,
a look, and a sweet whispered word,
but don't put them on a pedestal,
lest they start to fall.
Love can lead you down sun-washed lanes,
with flowers and hawthorn hedges.
Then that can lead to brokenhearts,
and the undoing of all your pledges.
Love can mean many things,
but of this we can be sure.
That real love is homely love,
the love that will endure.