Most Beautiful Girl In Yellow Flower Field Wallpaper

I thought to search for means of joy,
One which time could not destroy.
With time I learned that joy to give,
Like faith to hold and life to live.
Chide not the tongue that’s nice and sweet,
Unseen, unknown these angels greet;
Their laughter soft echoes in streets.
Souls in need have hopes now held,
My constant heart needs joy to spread.

Their woes shall now progress through me,
Then, a garland of bliss shall vow to weave.
Though flowers distilled with winter meet,
They refuse to hide in the warmth of defeat.
Moreover leap where others refuse to tread,
My constant heart needs joy to spread.

 

 

Photo Credits: www.beautifulhub.com

Form: Rondeau

Posted for Midweek Motif @ Poets United

& Posted on Open Link Night @ dVerse Pub