Dove's Cove Poetry
by Steve
Couples Two by Two
Any couple even you, could be side by side walking too.
Arm in arm, hand in hand, just a woman and a man.
Heartbeats joined in love's sweet song.
Holding to each other just walking along.
Winged One Of Love
Four cloven hooves gleaming with light
Bringing love on a starry night.
Wings fluttering from side to side,
holding emotions deep inside.
Waiting until he touches the ground,
to spread his love all around.
Mighty Pegasus such a wonderful sight,
carry us away on your beautiful flight.
Take us back where we belong,
together now forever in love's song
Why Do I love Thee ?
So many reasons I can think of
As to why I am in love.
First for all the things you do,
The thought's you share and your laughter too.
Of tender moments spent in time,
Me in your arms and you in mine.
Special moments such as these,
are just a few reasons why I love Thee.
You pick me up when I am down.
You always smile, never frown.
You make things happen instantly,
that's another reason I love thee.
Most of all it's your tender touch,
that tells me you Love me Oh so much.
From now on until the end of Time,
our hearts are forever intertwined.
Like the vines growing on the trees,
forever and always , I will love Thee.
A Mother's Love
To my best friend who lived on this earth. Dreams The ability to visit a place we have been before, Dedicated to Dyanna and Tim) Bands of Gold
Two circle objects joining two loving souls, Sails In The Sunset Feel the breeze upon your face as
your soul flys free, Reflection From The Sea I watched her as she stood in the sand, So Davy until the next time when I bring her back again, The Rose The rose is such a simple thing. Friends of all Races People of all races. Women, or men, let all of us join hands The Power Of The Pen What a mighty object when taken in the hand A Special Sister Some people say true friends must always hold hands.
But true friends don't need to hold hands because, Jules
Thank you for taking the time to
visit my page
The one who always put me first.
Even when times were bad,
she was still the best friend I ever had.
Mother you're gone now it's sad but true.
But, I always find myself thinking of you,
of the silly things you use to say,
to chase the boogie man away.
Of the tender moments when you held me tight,
and gave me comfont throughout the night.
Of the special trips we use to take,
to the beach or to the lake.
Of all the tears you must have shed,
to see that I was always healthy and well fed.
Of the times of joy, and the pride you felt,
as I grew up and learned to handle myself.
Most of all I miss your face,
I see it often in a familar place.
I close my eyes and you are there.
I wont you to know my best friend,
I still care, " I Love You Mom "
to share special feelings once more.
A place to remember the good times we had,
a place of happiness where we are never sad.
Here ,come now ,take my hand.
Let's get carried away back to Dream Land.
Let's go back where we belong.
Where the fires of love were blazing strong.
Back to the hallowed halls that were so serene,
home, to our house of dreams.
a pledge forever these rings of gold.
To love one another until the end of time,
my heart is yours, and your heart is mine.
Two souls reaching out to each other,
sharing these bands of gold as their cover.
As god intended this ritual to be,
A gold band for you, and one for me.
Now let it be said as it has been said before,
I take thee now and for evermore.
This band of gold I give to you,
a simple token of my love so true.
just two of us sailing along on the sunset sea.
Time stands still as if to say,leave your troubles behind,
Come sail with me this sunny day and feel the warm
sunshine.
Carry your thoughts to far off places, let it set your heart aglow.
Join with me on this voyage let your emotions go.
When we are together all alone and holding each other tight
the ocean breeze will carry us on, on into the night.
and I saw her arms move slowly,
as though she were talking to someone and talking to them very boldly.
I heard her say these simple words and the pain went deep inside,
Brother dear I miss you so. Why did you have to die ?
I remember like yesterday she said , the games we use to play,
running through the oceans sands and making little waves.
I remember you telling me everything will be alright.
I hear those words now standing here, and it fills my soul with might.
I know that you are doing well, and I can see you now.
Running and playing in Heavens waves diving in and out.
Dad and I are doing fine, and we will be alright
For the memories that we have of you are all of pure delight.
Sadness fills our hearts thats true as to anyone it would
But I remember telling you ,that your little sister is being good.
Brother your an image that will never go away
Whenever I come to the ocean now, I know it's here we will play.
No matter what time may bring or no matter where I go,
I'll always remember the brother I had and how I loved him so.
know in your heart I will love and protect your Sister for she is my best friend.
Steve
But, given in love makes a single heart sing.
Every since the beginning of time,
a single rose has made hearts chime.
A token of love among other things,
that can often lead to wedding rings.
But, no matter what you use one for,
to give to a loved one or decorate your door.
Whenever one sees it their memories will stray,
back to the one who gave them roses one day.
So if you are serious, or just want to be nice
try giving roses , It's a wonderful thing to do
and who knows, maybe a rose will come back to you.
Share the joy of eternal love
a gift given to us from our Father above.
Hold your head up very high,
let all hostilities pass on by
If you do this and I know we can
all brothers, and sisters will sleep well tonight,
all over this land.
Silent words are spoken by the power of the pen.
Some words written can cut to one's soul.
Other words it seems can make a person bold.
The power to communicate is something we all need
But, the words sometimes written can bring one to his knees.
If I could do but one thing this is what I would do
teach you to use the power of the pen to write
they know the other hand will always be there.
Dedicated with love to our sister in poetry
Steve