That night, in the cast of moonlight still,
Two lovers vowed with ne'er a doubt,
And their life fulfilled.
Then their true lips met to seal the tie,
Their lives now one 'till close.
Yes, love sent the tender gift of rose.
A collection of the finest poetry, depicted with all the wonders nature has to offer us, Blossoms Bloom at Night, by Frank T. Methven, honors the author's late wife in a number of poems dedicated to her and the memories they shared together. Methven had a wonderful life with his wife, Jeannie, but just like any other couple, they had their share of ups and downs and hardships along the way. A call to service for his country was a temporary split of the two lovers, but in the end, they knew they would be together forever.
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