Wildflower
She is like a wildflower,
So radiant and full of color.
There is a presence to her,
With blazing passion in her eyes.
She sings the songs from her heart,
That says that she wants only me.
Make sure that you understand her well,
Strong, sassy and so full of life.
Don’t you ever under estimate her,
For she knows just what she wants.
Accept her for all that she has and done,
And feel her gentle presence come alive.
With each breath that she takes,
I come to know her even better.
She is the Love Flower of my life,
And the only one I could ever love.
A beautiful poem written on Valentine’s Day
for my Nicole Lynn (Patterson)
David K. Patterson, Copyright, February 14th 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Poetry - Wildflower
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