Fate
Fate
The tender warmth of the morning sun
Softly tuned as the day’s begun
The soft kiss of a summer rain show
Makes a memory in a shiny glow
Each day a gift to be treasured true
As the day unfolds again anew
Fate makes a plan for each of us
As it goes about it business without a fuss.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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