This morning I awoke,
You were the first thing on
My mind:
You were the sunrise
Spreading your golden rays
Across the sky.
This morning I woke up
You were the fresh rose
In my garden
Your tender petals blowing
In the cooling breeze
Your celestial fragrance
Gently fills the morning scent.
This morning I woke up
And memories of you and
Your ever-glowing beauty
Enfolds me like the fresh
Morning breeze-
Cool,
Gentle
Soothing and
Refreshing.
This morning I woke up
And you were the essence of life.
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 2:24 PM UTC
This morning I awoke,
You were the first thing on
My mind:
You were the sunrise
Spreading your golden rays
Across the sky.
This morning I woke up
You were the fresh rose
In my garden
Your tender petals blowing
In the cooling breeze
Your celestial fragrance
Gently fills the morning scent.
This morning I woke up
And memories of you and
Your ever-glowing beauty
Enfolds me like the fresh
Morning breeze-
Cool,
Gentle
Soothing and
Refreshing.
This morning I woke up
And you were the essence of life.
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