Thursday, January 26, 2012

Love Blossoms

 

When love starts to blossom

 like  the trees in the Spring

we need to nurture  it

and  keep it going

by feeding  it with love and tender  care

and  as  the days  and months go by

fertilize    with  the strength from   the passion   that  will nourish    it   now and again

and  if  that love

is  true  then  it will blossom  year after year

and   remain as fruitful

 as the first  time    it  began  to blossom   

All Rights Reserved Rosie Fielding2012

23 comments:

  1. Expressive lovely poem Lady Rosie :) xxx

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  2. When Love is involved, Rosie, you have green hands...

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  3. Lovely thought... If love only lasted that long...

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  4. Love should last a lifetime if two people love each other .... true love is hard to find .... x

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  5. I listen to this young man and imagine that I am this young again. It renews me. Enjoy!

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  6. Thanks Beverly,
    This is such a beautiful song , now I know why you make that wish my friend big hugs from me Rosiex

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  7. lovely ,blossoms and fruit are always,,erotic

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  8. Its best to keep things in bloom for as long as possible :-) As indeed love if you are in it :-)))))

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  9. Very true and beautiful words, Rosie! Love needs to be 'watered' and cared like a flower....

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  10. Yes it does Belita .... tending to the needs with tender loving care !

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  11. very pretty Rosiex. Makes me ready for spring

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  12. Should love poke it's head, from the grey of Winter day. Should it leap, and stalk and pounce upon the unsuspecting soul. Oh love, oh love the skittish-est of the brood and pack of human emotion.....For it's own reason, at it's own time. It serves a wealth of a world unknown. A crown of the heart unseen, a love a love so pure and true....those noble foolish dastard men touch to know not, what is this splendor at the fingertip? What is the warmth and the power and the wonder of such a thing? Love, in all it's sweetness, in all it's golden radiance peeks from a sheet of dazzling sparkly shiny Winter snow---it's hidden, taken cover, buried waiting for the time, the right time, the correct time the one time....and it springs forth, from the melt of the snow, the drip of the ice from the frozen of the tree...love love love, are you searching for me? Is it me, you'll grace with your glory. Is it me you'll fill with the courage, bravery to be the fool love asks lovers to be...is it me, is it me? (Sorry, you inspired my cheesy poetry self).

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  13. ...not too far from Spring, when Love comes into its own..............

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  14. Heh heh, "fertilize with the strength from the passion". That said, this was a good poem, and you ought to write a textbook of relationship advice, using your poetry :)

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  15. VERY LOVELY POEM... HERE IN TEXAS IT IS ALREADY SPRING !!!

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  16. YES, THIS, TOO, IS LOVELY,
    ENDEARING AS THE LADY.

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  17. Hi Rosie. Thank you for your visit and comments. Cheers to you.

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  18. "and if that love
    is true then it will blossom year after year
    and remain as fruitful"

    Yes indeed ... but it is not not easy to find such love. Yet, something to look forward to.

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