Give Me the Chiming of Morn's Sweetest Call, Words of Hope and Nature's Beauty
Give Me The Chiming Of Morn's Sweetest Call,
Words Of Hope And Nature's Beauty
Give me the chiming of morn's sweetest call
And dawning of new light shining with glee
Those days of joy, peace and treasured recalls
Bountiful harvests, glorious fruit trees;
And that feeling of life will be alright
The rustling of Autumn's old fallen leaves
Geese flying overhead, O' what a sight
Beautiful starlings nested in the eaves.
That hum of bees in meadows of bright gold
Fields of wheat, blowing as an ocean wave
Life and Love, romantic stories retold
Those gems one must hold and savor to save.
Blessings of peace, of treasures of Love's touch.
Morn's Promise, Faith, Hope, and all other such!
Robert J. Lindley, 4-08-2020,
Sonnet, ( Words Of Light, Life, Promise And Absent Of Fear And Dread )
Note-- I have written four dark poems in these last 4 days.
Today I decided to purge that dark, purge that dread out of
me and write of Light, Life, Love, Nature, Promise,Hope, Faith,
Beauty and Nature.
The four dark poems can always be presented later. This
one should be presented now. Hoping it gives others a needed
lift and a thought of how one day this dark, this too shall pass..
God Bless...
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