Friday, April 27, 2018

Bloom

We don't pick the time,
the place or the day,
the road we travel 
is left all up to fate. 

Like a flower in bloom
we nurture and care, 
when we least expect
the beauty appears. 

Love is worth the wait
I wouldn't have any other way,
as long as I have you and 
you have me. 


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