The gentle in and out of life,
fills her lungs with each cautious breath,
each day as if it were her last.
My hard and fast rule, is this:
within every waking moment,
the gift of life is heaven sent.
in the people that surround you,
return every heartbeat in kind.
swims out to the choppy waters
filling this torrent of despair.
to deny her the love she craves?
Love saves the broken hearted from,
She lives for the moments like this:
a tender kiss and words of love
And we’ll go forward forever.
Never lose sight of the future,
© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2012
For POETIC BLOOMINGS – Synchronicity form