My Red Glasses
With my red glasses, I see so clear,
Only true love, that’s what I hold dear.
They frame the world in a brighter hue,
Filtering out doubts, showing what’s true.
Through the lenses, hearts come alive,
In every glance, true feelings thrive.
With each vision, they guide my way,
Finding the love that’s here to stay.
So here’s to my glasses, red and bright,
Helping me see that love is the light.
They spark joy in moments, both near and far,
A reminder that true love is my guiding star.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (1)
Great one!