Harbinger
Shadows of the pre-dawn night
Of thee I fathom what's to come
Fear not the shades of hopeless strife
Thy will preludes the strength of sun
O'er prairies filled with downy haze
Your power seeks to forge a path
That follows rainbows all the way
From lightning strikes to calm at last
Of thee I fathom what's to come
'Till sundown, battles will be won!
12/21/13
7:30 am
Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2013
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