Love Poems

Blessings Are the Things We Take for Granted

Blessings are the things we take for granted.
Each holiday we notice what we see.
Most know the Earth is utterly enchanted
Yet walk through life and love mechanically.
Valuing one's gifts takes resolution
After days and nights of fantasy.
Love brings the sweet relief of absolution,
Enveloping our hesitance in need.
No touch inspires so swift a revolution,
Transforming all the hieroglyphs we read.
In your love is the charity of spring,
Neither self-obsessed nor blinded by some creed,
Embracing the grey dawns that blessings bring.
Nicholas Gordon
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Name: girl here2006-02-11
the poem is okay, i think you could put some more work into it tho.
so loved
Name: lisa brooks2006-10-12
i love the poem very much and it was great.
Name: Loren2012-12-09
Hey, good to find someone who aegres with me. GMTA.
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