Thursday, November 23, 2017

Oh, Mon Amour

 There were trembling lips by mommy and her little girl this morning when they parted...
A bitty cup 'o tea comforts many an ache...

Ah love...

You kiss the mouth with smiles
You mist the eye with tears
You fill the ear with whispers, dear
The heart with yester-years

You compose melodies
As hello and farewell
Arrange with ease fond memories
Where once fleet footsteps fell

You help us to hold on
You teach us to let go
Ah, love you make well worth the ache
That you alone bestow

You kiss the mouth with smiles
You frost the brow with years
You fill the heart with sacred art
 And brush the cheek with tears

© Janet Martin

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