A touch of white
lace and petals bright
on a spring day light
enough to skip
through and dip
small toes into the lip
of a river swift
that gives my heart a lift
enough to bless this gift
of a day
that I never thought I'd pray
to see, let alone foray
Now mine
pure and divine
so sweet and sublime
like a shooting star
I feel this kiss from afar
and know that nothing could ever mar
~this new day~
of a day
that I never thought I'd pray
to see, let alone foray
Now mine
pure and divine
so sweet and sublime
like a shooting star
I feel this kiss from afar
and know that nothing could ever mar
~this new day~
sounds like a pretty good day to me...smiles....and a blessing too in that you did not think to ask for it..
ReplyDelete@Brian: :) indeed
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