Love ComesA Poem by Melinda McQueenLove Comes
As the river flows And a soft wind blows, Love comes in a rush In a quiet hush.
Whispering by name, It shares its fame. Unlocking corridors of the heart Which were once dark.
Tickling from inside As a single feather guides On an enduring breeze, Love comes in a heap.
Falling… falling… by and by, Yet, soaring high. Drifting with the breeze Ever so free.
Not bounded by limits, But it is what it is… A gift to be cradled and held, Something to be felt.
When one least expects it, Its presence is sent. When dreaming is done, Love comes. © 2016 Melinda McQueenReviews
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StatsAuthorMelinda McQueenTXAboutHello, I'm Melinda from Texas. I am a published author. I'm in a chair with Cerebral Palsy and writing is my outlet. I have found deep pleasure in writing poetry. Writing helps me express my emotion.. more..Writing
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