Sunset’s shore calls out for love.
It waits for peace to spread.
The three were solemn as they watched.

With a calm aura, they endured pain and sorrow.
Their patience left when fairness was lost.
Their anger revealed a powerful force.

True love is given freely and cannot be earned.
The source of love fills the universe.
Today I shared my gift with a friend.

W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2013 W. Wayne B.
Original image. By Dennis Stauffer Image license

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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