Your Kiss From Heaven
Your kiss from Heaven,
Is what I would call
When the skies open up
In Winter, Summer, Spring and Fall.
In Wintertime your kiss it comes
With different snowflakes everyone.
The way they linger on your face
Like a lover's longing gaze.
In Summertime you feel it when,
The sunshine fades and the rain begins.
The gentle rain touches your skin,
Your gentle heart begins to spin.
The Spring brings hope once more renewed,
Warmer days chasing Winter's blues.
Your heart turning to thoughts of romance,
rising as those growing plants.
In Fall or Autumn properly named
The kiss you feel is unashamed
When Autumn leaves from the trees do fall
And touches your nose, do you recall?
The seasons each bring us that kiss,
Each is a moment to not be missed.
For each of them is Heaven sent,
Reminding us to not forget!
Copyright © David Brown | Year Posted 2013
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