Mistaken
You’ll
never know
how truly warm it is until the sun goes away
vibrance disguised by the shadow - hormonal disposition
fragrance soothing enough to muster comfort and hope,
is this enough you ask……NEVER
WILL WITH ABILITY IS CANDOR, Will without is reality
I thought I might have been blessed….i Now know that I was the blessing.
Thank you lord for the shield…..I can only ask for better fighting weapons
As the leaves fall, I am reminded………
Copyright © Maurice D | Year Posted 2009
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