One Fine Morning

One Fine Morning short poem

‘T’was a fine morning when she came
My cherished passion and true flame
A moment I can hardly wait
Along this road and near the gate
She walks in grace and flawless style
A breathtaking sight when she smile
That leaves was turned from dark to green
And fields of grass becomes serene
Though it’s not often that we meet
Yet still our love remains so sweet
With eyes that gazed over the skies
My love that’s far beyond the stars
Though we spent many miles apart
In life and love we are one heart
That no matter how it will be
She will forever be with me.’ 

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Mr. Jesus Diaz Llorico hails from the beautiful province of Iloilo, Philippines. He was a former member of the Police Force in his hometown for a couple years and later on joined the Bureau of Fire Protection wherein he was assigned in several parts of the Visayas. He then decided to go abroad and work for 22 years in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia and is now connected with the Prince Sultan Airbase in Al kharj. He is a regular contributor of the PANAY NEWS, a daily newspaper in the Visayas and the KABAYAN WEEKLY, one of the leading weekly newspaper in the United Arab Emirates. Working abroad, away from his native land and loved ones, it is in writing poetry that Jesus finds comfort in times of solitude in a foreign land.
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The way you have described passion is remarkable and the ‘scene of the beloved arriving’ takes the cake! The way you present your poems is so skillfully unique that the reader remains dazzled by the images dancing in front of his eyes. Way to go @desertreveries14

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A poem of longing and passion. Heartfully described by one who sees beauty in a way, peculiar only to a loving heart.

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