It is an artist morning
soft light
on the horizon
the pink glow of dawn
highlighting the early clouds.
Distant mountains
washed
in a halo of mist.
And I sit here
alone
understanding
more than I want to admit
wishing it was different.
But I have the morning
and the glory of it
and I have memories
to cherish.
And if the morning
comes again
I will rise
loving you
always
loving you.
Author notes
I wake loving and the sky opens up and allows me to.
Written May 21st, 2004
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another beautiful piece of work *Huggles* gorgeous
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Very good poem.The imagery is great and you did a wonderful job writing this. Very beautiful piece and I really enjoyed it. Keep up the great writing
Desyre -
Sweet poem, including some truly beautiful lines, the vision of the morning. You have written it very well. And the last stanza is a perfect ending for the poem.

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