When all the rainbows lose their joyous hues,
Or summer leaves are brown beneath the sun,
Just know I suffer all the pain you do
And will be here when winter's darkness comes.
I'll stand and scream at all the storms that rage
And build a bridge between the sea and land;
I'll take the words that left a tear-stained page,
Allowing you to craft a ship from sand.
The garden will again be green for you -
The clouds will clear as angels beat their wings -
The flowers will appear where fungus grew
And tears will be replaced with mountain springs.
A stricken heart can break and water flow,
But broken hearts will mend and roses grow.
There is hope as they said in this, to bring back love to live the love once again. But I feel sadness coming from a broken heart, which over powers the hope...
I won’t say anything about the form, because that your field!!
A lovely sonnet as usual :) So much hope and love you write here that all can be okay and how much effort will go to, to bring happiness to another. Simply lovely.
M :) I would nominate but cant at the moment, sure someone will beat me to it though ;)