Affection grows not with beauty,
Rather beauty blossoms with the warmth of affection,
A rose grown with the nutrients of love flowing through it bursts into life.
It enriches and brightens the world around,
The chime a pure yet imperceptible sound,
To those who focus only on the thorns and strife.
YOU ARE READING
Assorted poems of a MoonWolf
PoetrySimply a collection of my regularly written poems, varying in length, style and subject :) Cover provided by someone I haven't heard from in a while..
