Sweet Morning Dew Drops
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A love story unfolds from the soft light of dawn to the final twilight. This poem celebrates a deep and abiding love interwoven with faith. It expresses gratitude for a wife who brings peace and joy and is a partner on a journey through life's trials and triumphs. Their bond strengthens with each touch and shared moment, a promise in the quiet hush of daybreak's kiss.
- Blessings,
Daniel Henry Rodgers
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Dew, to Dawn, to Dusk, to Dust: (pause)
A sacred cycle turns, while love endures.
At dawn's first light, beside you,
Where my soul finds peace and rest,
In your presence, fears, like fallen leaves,
Are truly comforted and blessed.
Within your eternal heart,
My love's fervent quest finds its crest;
My Love, a blossom kissed by morning's dew,
Your grace, conveyed to many, each passing day.
Your smile, a sunrise, chasing nightmares away,
Dispelling shadows where darkness once held sway.
Colors the silence with gentle care on this, our day.
For in your kind eyes, a love forever reflects.
Refrain: With every touch, our love story unfolds,
Through God-given years, our tender care enfolds.
Your hand in mine, a promise that endures,
A love that deepens, like a softly spoken prayer.
Even when wrinkles trace their stories on our skin,
Our love’s fair flame shall never dim,
Our bond unbroken, a love we’ll always bear.
Through trials faced, with faith, our guiding star,
Your spirit burns, a beacon ever steadfast and true.
Together we walk, on wings of hope, as one, /
How firm our foundation, forever fresh, forever blessed.
Within your arms, my haven, where peace sees me through.
Refrain: A vow, silent and holy, in the hush of daybreak's kiss,
For you, a lifetime, in each moment a sacred bliss.
Your laughter's song, a melody as sweet,
As birdsong at dawn, that chases doubt away, (pause)
With you, my world, a Flourishing Garden,
A love so pure, that lights up each and every day.
With every beat, my heart murmurs,
"You're my beautiful, cherished wife," (pause) "forever true."
When Twilight writes its final fading verse,
And earthly treasures crumble to dust,
Our love, a promise unwavering,
An eternal bond, for in faith we trust.
Hand in hand, heavensward, ascending.
Copyright © Daniel Henry Rodgers | Year Posted 2024
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