Pretty Bag of Love
by Tim Kavi
my sweet love
held something
close and dear
to her heart
She carried it
always near
through the rain
it was dry
through the wind
it was strong
and in the sun
the light reflected
the pretties there
what is that? I asked
something precious
worth more than
anything
she said
she smiled
it was made with
great care
to carry something
special there
peeking in the bag
there were memories
songs sung
gifts brung
happy loves
in the glowing
sun
the beach
the stars
the candle lit
rooms
fragrant soaps
precious
perfumes
poems his love
had said
rose petals
for their
wedding bed
all weekend
and every day
I see her
pretty bag of love
it went with
her everywhere
carried in her
pretty Asian hands
going with her
always there
she opens it
again and again
with happy
glee
she says
this is the love
of my Timmie Lee
as she went to work
I saw it then
as she went shopping
had ice cream
I saw it then
the design
was beautiful
made in love
decked out embroidered
straps made it
easy to carry
she said
in the bag
is our love
both mine
and the man I will
marry.
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