YOUR VOICE CALMS MY DAY
The day is almost over;
Tranquil crossover,
Expands my year's changeover.
His cool voice has never flop,
My quests will not stop:
Restlessly chanting of top.
Until I am a blessing,
And relieve stressing...
I will not stop assessing!
How well I could duly blend
With time, not world's trend...
To get the best; what I fend.
What I wait for all winter...
It isn't a spinster
To bring forward to minster.
So, chill down your quest of it.
Marriage could make hit,
But not only of been fit.
Of altar ravishing rose,
Not what age impose,
But of what trying snow shows.
Which stands rash tempest-like-flood,
That waits the spring bud...
Much likely of stagnant mud!
I listen to Him, above.
When to send the DOVE,
As best friend and true belove.
Like you know of my heart wish ,
If not too childish,
To rent more time been bookish...
Thereafter shall come that time,
Love won't be a crime,
When church bell shall gladly chime!
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