Still Love
~
The waking sun does slowly rise
as dewdrops kiss the lawn
Pastels paint horizon’s smile
in shades of tinted dawn
Oleanders dance the breeze
while shadows come to play
Maples stretch their yawning leaves,
a colorful display
A new day breathes a happy sigh
beneath these skies of blue
Still love is all my eyes can see
each day I look at you
~
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2019
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