It Happened On a Misty Morning
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It Happened On A Misty Morning
Wettened by the mornings dew
Closely spaced where rows of roses grew
Footprints stained the cobblestone
Where my love and I had walked, aloneby Charles Messina
My feet 'pon the wet stones slipped
Lover's gentle hand my arm gripped
Feeling protected, loved and fulfilled
Knowing this was the real deal
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2023
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