Just for you,
– – – – – – – – – – – – with love, Sylv
i am the embodiment of your daily strife
the lap of your deeply struggling life
the tender arms of your love baggage
the heat of your shivers, your coldest luggage
the valve of your greatest sigh
the atmosphere
when you are nigh
to be comforted again
then
i will hum my happiest poem for you
especially for you in the heaviest rains
in the midst of the night and its refrains
you won’t be so sad again, yes you
the snow is melting, my dear friend
it’s still global warming, i understand
where are we going with all this liquid, this leak
your energy is still inside and mine is too weak
but don’t worry, sweetling of me
i will read you an impressing poesy
about a most beautiful and strong princess
she is so sweet, soft and small but with great life-zest
and about a very poor poet in poverty
the beautiful princess heard about him
unpleasant atmospheres on that man and poor to the brim
she asked him to break and crush the nuts
so that she can still retain her best energy
please never forget
that i am closest to you when you are sad
though miles and miles lie in between
miracles still exist as you have never seen
go outside, baby, breathe in the scents of the rose garden
your daily struggle will be one pleasure full of love
your years of struggle will receive blessings from above
dear, never forget that the bag of your love is refilled now
happy life and true love are back in your life, no sorrow
how do i know for sure?
i met our Father last night, He is the only pure
know sweetling, He loves you very very much
all the melancholy, tragedy and all things such
the Lord will guide us in our daily chore
He will ease our deep struggle and more
to Him are all praise and prayers
it doesn’t matter how you will tell Him laden or in layers….
©Sylvia Frances Chan – All Rights Reserved
Thursday 31 October 2019
At 12.00 hrs. Noon Dutch Time
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