A Blossoming Love

• Chloe Barrow, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2012

Without thee in my sight i am so blind,
Knowing that thy is art safe is my duty.
Wisdom in thee is not so hard to find,
And with wisdom comes thous sublime beauty.
Doth thou not think of me as i do you?
If not my heart art covered in a frost.
Me thinks that thou should give a least a clue,
Feeling so alone tis the same is so lost.
Is love coming from thines own very heart?
So greatfull i will be to know the truth.
For love hath shot through me just like a dart,
Thus with it let it blossom through thine youth.
My love for thee was never ever sold,
Forever tis thou heart that i will hold.