Love has blossomed into something new.
It has become a flower and it is opening up,
a bird ready for flight.
Love has changed this heart of stone into a baby's laugh.
Once was broken, now has healed.
Red petals see first light,
Wings have spread ready to fly,
Love has blossomed
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is this a poem 2?
-sarah*
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