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Sitting with our children,
playing games beside the fire,
our daughter just bought Park Lane
and the stakes are growing higher.

Such a happiness in sharing,
we're not rich in worldly things
but our treasures, dear,
are boundless
as our home with laughter rings.

Bed-time for the little ones,
tell stories, tuck them in.
Security and love abounds,
there is peace and joy within.

I join you at the fireside,
music playing soft and sweet.
I sigh and stretch with yawning
and you tickle my bare feet.

Softly love calls from our bedroom,
you smile and take my hand.
We enter then our secret place,
our lovers' wonderland.

By cherryk

© 2018 cherryk (All rights reserved)

 

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: Best Love Poem - Softly love calls (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: Best Love Poem - Softly love calls (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: Best Love Poem - Softly love calls (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: Best Love Poem - Softly love calls (challenge has been closed)


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