My Perfect Love

Sylvia Frances Chan ⋅ 25 October 2011 [Edit] My Perfect Love. A Love poem with end rhymes, written in quatrains, the last stanza may be a bit different. I wonder where I'll land today In Seattle or in Diego-bay Looking for the perfect love Sounds somehow insane my dove! Perfect love and landing today Like an order upon a tray. Can I find an easier way? Perfect love will land this day. I'd been traveling faraway, I wonder where I'll land today, be it Bali, Flores each, my Lord make it easy t'reach. Forty thousand kilometers around, that's full circle this planet bound, wonder where I'll find my dear, tired tasting atmosphere. I ask my Lord what time it may? Perfect love will land on Sunday. Oh my Lord the time, what time? Watch my child, the bells will chime. Many ports I've been, air or sea, constantly in touch with my Lord, waited long for this, I see, know now have to wait aboard. No need to know what time or place, you can't see me I have no face, i rely on Thee, i believe, i feel at ease now, great relief. So my Lord is speaking today. It is Sunday the Lord's Day. He has told me where to find this gem, His sacred Lamb in Betlehem, to sweep autumn's leaves we need a rake, but i'll fly instantly to home without a break. © SYLVIA FRANCES CHAN ~~~~~°~ Copyright Protected A.D.Tuesday 25 October 2011~~ No Time noted. Republished on Poem Hunter now: Tuesday the 31st of July 2018 @ 19.50 hrs PM West-European Time Precisely the earth is 40.075 km round.