Heather P Wilson
Pure Love
No place to wander
Love restricted my pace,
Pure acts of kindness
Not just flowers and lace.

Beauty deep from within
That only two people can share,
That others may touch
But not enter there.

Harmony in each moment
With a whisper or smile
That binds us together
In a singular style.

A melody of enchantment
Playing through every day,
That my heart is in tune with
So this is where I will stay.

Not complacent, just thankful,
Like many, we have problems to face,
I pray our love is the potion
Which will help us to meet them with grace.