Sunday Morning
M S M
o u o
r n r
S n d n S
u i a i u
n n y n n
d g g d
M a a
o y Before the sun y M
r bathes my bed in gentle o
n golden light; Before the moon r
disappears relinquishing the night; n
Before the storm of rosy cheeks awake
all ready to play: A fleeting moment
of enchanting calmness blissfully
dawns my day. A smile. A tear.
A silent prayer.
Copyright © Krystal Cochrane | Year Posted 2006
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