Wondrous Day
Dark clouded skies rest heavily
on a slow motion morning
The slightest breeze finds me
as I gaze upon this grey flannel dawn
The ash and chalk dust horizon
pulls my vision across a weary field,
as even the trees still slumber,
glistening dew coating each weary leaf
Yet inside my heart is warmed
by the sunshine that glows brightly
because of your illuminating love,
cascading upon me in blue sky affection
And I say good morning beautiful
in soft whispers floating far beyond
the ominous heavens hoping to bring as
wondrous a day to you as you do to me
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