Gladness
The low rung hue of morning
Walked slowly into my presence
Seizing nothing though
Wanting nothing more
Then a bit of my company
Harking to go on with my day with a bit of gladness
For things are meant to move and be moved
As people are and should.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2010
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