Author Anna Wickham Why is there healing in her love? Her mind is clear as streams that flow Down rock-steps to a vale below, Bearing on spray the Sun's bright bow, And singing as they move. Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments