Rare as the delicate bloom of a flower in winter,
A love reborn…with warmth and compassion,
Hold tight onto what we are given…
As gifts often slip away, unappreciated…
Knowing when fortune has smiled,
Be content that all you have given has returned,
Reach for the loyal hand always there,
In darkness, or light, with comfort, and care.
Choices in life lead us astray…confuse, sadden,
One who holds your heart, is always found,
Sometimes when least expected, but always needed,
Gifts of life fragile, as the flower in winter…
Cherish their beauty, treasure the meaning,
Allow capture of your heart, surrender to warmth,
Even in a cold winter snow…passion blooms warm.
A love reborn…with warmth and compassion,
Hold tight onto what we are given…
As gifts often slip away, unappreciated…
Knowing when fortune has smiled,
Be content that all you have given has returned,
Reach for the loyal hand always there,
In darkness, or light, with comfort, and care.
Choices in life lead us astray…confuse, sadden,
One who holds your heart, is always found,
Sometimes when least expected, but always needed,
Gifts of life fragile, as the flower in winter…
Cherish their beauty, treasure the meaning,
Allow capture of your heart, surrender to warmth,
Even in a cold winter snow…passion blooms warm.
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