Unto That September Morn
By sidewinder
Unto that September morn, Thou finds life's spark, Warm into an embrace of time, Compete... moment by moment, Where a heart touches celebrated by life's wonder, Those eyes Found in a miracle, Laughter heard in a sweet surprise, Can you feel it? That joy found heartbeat by heartbeat, Those whispers arise in the morning dew, Fingers green with life, And in the distance another day begins to follow that reason sheltered by a promise heralded with the wind. Jan. 10, 2002 Written January 12th, 2002 © on Jan 12 2002 02:15 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn contemporary
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