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Love
it comes in silence
With nature we are blessed
A very special moment
We never shall forget
Times like this are precious
With words that fall in rhyme
The heart is beating faster
For all these tender times
This moment of love's rapture
As snow falls from the sky
Beauty in this regal place
Is captured in the eye
For we are of this moment
That fills the heart with glee
What softness in this vision
As we gaze silently.
~
Francine
Pucillo ~
Copyright November 6,
2003
Šused
with permission
If you
would enjoy using this poem on
THIS BACKGROUND set (it was
written for it) just e-mail Ms.
Pucillo by clicking on her name
and ask her permission. Read
more of her poetry here.


 
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