love was the guest of honor
it outshone the burning sun
the light of each soul glowed
the embrace was immense
warm kind giving and sweet
yet my blood family had passed away long ago
how ignorant of me
to think love’s eternal gift
had left me once and for all
the exceptional family i carry love-genes from
the precious one that walks on Earth with mine
the unconditional one friends pour into my soul
have always been there while i mourned
love was the guest of honor
it outshone the burning sun
the light of each soul glowed
the embrace was immense
warm kind giving and sweet
and i began an incredible journey
among my beloved’s family
how could i not
love was the guest of honor
it outshone the burning sun
the light of each soul glowed
the embrace was immense
warm kind giving and sweet
© hülya n. yılmaz, 7.15.2018
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excellent revelation . . . well done once again
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Thank you. I had an excellent source of inspiration . . .
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how ignorant of me, to think love’s eternal gift, had left me once and for all… Ignorant…? Rather than emotional or the like, to qualify a reaction to such a loss. Interesting! A nice poem by the way.
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Thank you for your continuously kind readings of my poems, dear Jean-Jacques.
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