The Love of Dandelions
The root says: "This departure, the mountains are high and the rivers long."
The leaf asks: "This departure, will it be filled with sorrow?"
Love
Category: Poetry Added on: 2011-3-31 15:02:33 Source: admin Clicks: 15
Love is the wind of spring,
Blowing your life until it turns green.
Love is the rain of summer,
Washing your soul anew.
Love is the bright sun of autumn,
Making your spirit clear and bright.
Love is the white snow of winter,
Making everything pure.
Love makes your heart tender,
Makes you youthful.
It matures your resolve,
And invigorates your life.
It makes men more stalwart,
And women more gentle.
In love,
Men become more manly,
And women more womanly.