Running thru the garment of autumn’s golden touch
Hands lifted in humble triumph
Warmth of a billion suns glistening upon tears of exultation
The elation, the joy of knowing it’s all true
Reflection of more innocent, unassuming days
Memories of long ago childhood
Loving mother’s embrace sharing tears of delightful wonder
The elation, the joy of knowing it’s all true
Contemplation of first knowing your touch
Mind tries recalling your face
Warmth of a billion suns glistening upon tears from heaven
The elation, the joy of knowing it’s all true
So beautiful, a great verse describing my favorite time of the year. When I grow up I want to write like you.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ken...it just sort of pops into my head and I write it down. :)Halleluyah!
ReplyDeleteJust Beautiful. I really like it.
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Michelle
Thanks Michelle. Yah bless. :)
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