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Weekly Poems from Poems for Free: A Happy Holidays Poem and More
HARDINESS IS KIN TO HEARTINESS
Hardiness is family to heartiness.
A full-sized laugh can fill an vacant heart.
Perhaps there is a play in playfulness,
Passion honed at skilled and patient art.
Yet what one wills will not lack for longing.
Happiness is just different character,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
Of which the cardinal attraction is belonging,
Linking one to some well-rendered whole.
In holidays one finds a period for joy
Dependent above a script that is well understood,
A time to melodrama the reveler and buoy
Yet repeatedly what fortune would break,
Sunshine singing on the silent stone.
I LOVE YOU JUST AS THOUGH YOU WERE MY OWN
I love you equitable as although you were my own,
Though you are not the children of my blood.
Love is not lodged within one's flesh and bone,
But in one's heart, which works which way it would.
I marital into you, as into asset,
Or into some sunny building, just by opportunity.
You were not why I came,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], nor what I felt
That made me give my life to this legend.
Yet once we were a household,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], out of absence,
Love came bubbling up from some sweet spring,
Watering the newly planted seed
That it might in the will of sunlight sing.
So may we long remain via love and art:
Stepparent and stepchildren of the heart.
SORRY FOR BEING A JEALOUS COW
Sorry as creature a envious cow
And not trusting you.
Love ought have moved me to believe
That what you said was true.
If I love you, I respect
Your being and your word.
To love something and live in fear
I see now is preposterous.
But adore it was namely made me panic,
A restricted, winding love
That twists itself around itself
To necklace what it can't shake.
A love of desperate need, not joy,
Of codicils, no anthem.
A love that grasps instead of gives,
Most languid while it's maximum lusty.
So please forgive my lack of believe;
I know much better now.
Love's parody ambition not again
Make me a jealous cow.
SING OF ALL THE PLEASURES OF THE SEASON
Sing of all the pleasures of the season!
Each moment sing as time awaits your song!
All your senses savor, with good reason,
Such joys as will not last for long.
Open up your heart to love and mirth!
Nor need you mourn who've fallen by the way.
Sing, and put alongside what you are after,
Giving to sweet revelry its daytime!
Reason not with winter but remember:
Each moment is a canticle to being.
Even in the dark month of December,
This teeny cosmos is well worth the seeing.
Into now pour all your delight and sorrow,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
Nor ought you stint on everything you feel,
Giving entire your remind to tomorrow,
Sing, singing that the Earth might heal.
HEAVEN HAS NO HAPPINESS
Heaven has no happiness
As tortured as our own.
Perhaps the need for tenderness
Presumes that we're full grown.
Years may percolate yearnings;
However, they remain
Our award and our redemption --
Lost, merely not in vain.
In all there is a goodness
Dumped down dark and deep,
A self that would be selfless,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
Yet often found asleep
Still counting unsheared sheep.
HAPPY EIGHTH ANNIVERSARY
Happy eighth annual!
All my love to you!
Praised be those whose paradise
Penetrates their days,
Yielding better globes!
Even as the salience swirls,
Inhibiting your stare,
Grace remains before your eyes,
Holiness original and sapient,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
Touching all you do,
Haunting all you see.
HOW CAN I SING MY GRATITUDE
How can I sing my gratitude,
Explain my silent sea,
Approximate in words the gift
That you have been to me?
How can I show my love to you,
Elucidate that golden drift,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych],
Rolling wild and free?

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