One Life One Love
I come back to simple,
Every time,
Yes, every time,
It allows me to breathe,
God,
You,
Hand in hand,
We enjoy,
Sun and sand,
Water and wind,
Stars, too,
Oh-h-h, and moon!
At night,
And, sometimes in the morning,
“Look, Honey! The moon is full this morning!”
“Look, Baby! The moon is a crescent!”
I love my walks with you,
I love lying next to you at night,
Listening to breezes,
Looking at the trees in bright moonlight,
I reach across the divide,
One hug,
One kiss,
One life,
One love!
Peter Lowell Paulson
August 19, 2014
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