Wonderfully Inquisitive Eyes
As I peer at the crimson skies,
I can only imagine the sparkle,
In your wonderfully inquisitive eyes,
But, it’s your words that have shown me,
Even during the never-ending dreary night,
The sun always shines warm and bright.
Copyright © Steve Crismond | Year Posted 2017
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