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Twenty's Thoughts; a Meandering

Patches on frocks
Going to church
On Christmas Morn
The needy yearn
standing under bare
trees, sheltering from rain

Bliss within a circle play
no thoughts of fear
or being a victim or prey
exist it does
Without reading favour

Blissfully ignorant
wandering down garden paths
knocking on doors
receiving bouquets
meant for others
travel on, it does

they dance in the mists
heart and soul
dew on grass turns
to blooms of crystal
picked as diamond
heart-keepsakes

Baubles fallen to the floor
broken to pieces
like yesterday's hopes
cutting into bare soles
and the heart bleeds

Stone built for walls,
to leave out the cold
wandering within the confines
tiring and unfulfilling
freedom calls
from snowy mountains

Embraces on snowy dawns
Kisses shared on sandy beaches
supper on a bamboo terrace
bundled before blazing fireplace
entwined

Rivers flowing through fields
such balms for the eyes
to revel in natures beauty
in all its splendour
holding hands

Love lends beauty to all
objects loved
All is perfected by love
living life with love
and laughter is perfection

*These are verses contributed by me in the thread 20 words. Thanks to poetess Magdalena for the idea:)))*