Sweetness being the
fragrant air
morning rises
with a kiss of a tear...
The sun that penetrates
my windows glare...
warms the floor
I stand on bare...
The birds are singing
I can hear them clear
echoing from ear to ear...
If only you were here.
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Ah, another beautiful post. The lines
ReplyDeletemorning rises
with a kiss of a tear...
are simply sublime.
Hi Joanne,
ReplyDeleteYou always make my day! What a special person you are. Thank you so very much.
bessye