The Point Of It Poem by Tango

The Point Of It



The sun rises,
the rain it falls.
Without your love,
what would be the point,
of it all.

Friday, January 16, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Lacovara 16 January 2015

So simply put, ahh but, when that pinnacle of love is reached, heaven...sheer heaven on Earth. Your write puts me in a PEACE filed place. Applause.

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