It Happened On a Misty Morning - Collaboration
Wettened by the mornings dew
Closely spaced where rows of roses grew
Footprints stained the cobblestone
Where my love and I had walked, alone
A flash, and without warning
It happened on a misty morning
Like the roses running red
Together our passions bloom and spread
Copyright © Andy Chunn | Year Posted 2023
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