Love’s Triumph - A Blessed Call

A love poem - a rhyming poem.

Her trust and assurances given a pour,
Lead to such pennies, a priceless allure.
A promise designed so we’re patently able,
Evoking a contrast the climbs will disable.

Playful devices, despondent, with sass -
Enlivening woodwinds, a drum set, the brass.
Percentage of moments, a privilege, a life;
New heights evolving despite all the strife.

Certainly crisp like the earth’s major storms -
The wind persists challenged by dark, eerie forms.
The life of love surges between gloomy clouds;
Blue skies are soaring, releasing those shrouds.