To which I came,
Long far away,
Alone I feel,
Love I give,
Feeling in hand,
I hold and squeeze,
Only to lose way,
And hurt,
She helped me when others stood,
I helped her amidst tears,
Saddened I may become,
But alone, I am not,
With Family love,
With love of my flower,
I stand and heal,
Forever enchanted and healed,
Tears dried,
Falling no more,
Thanks to my flower,
C. Simmons
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To Whom I Love
ŞiirA short collection of poetry I credit my girlfriend and family for the motivation to create ---------- Some parts of this story are based on my girlfriend (the ones that talk specifically about love), and others are more on my fears, which are mor...
