May 2015
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Dark clouded skies rest heavily
atop a slow motion morning
The faintest of breezes finds me
gazing upon this grey flannel dawn
The ash and chalk dust horizon
pulls my vision across a weary field,
as even the trees still slumber,
glistening dew dripping from each new leaf
Yet inside my heart is warmed
by the sunshine that glows brightly
because of your illuminating love,
cascading upon me in blue sky affection
And I say good morning beautiful
in soft whispers floating far beyond
the ominous heavens hoping to bring
*as wondrous a day to you as you do for me
Dark clouded skies rest heavily
atop a slow motion morning
The faintest of breezes finds me
gazing upon this grey flannel dawn
The ash and chalk dust horizon
pulls my vision across a weary field,
as even the trees still slumber,
glistening dew dripping from each new leaf
Yet inside my heart is warmed
by the sunshine that glows brightly
because of your illuminating love,
cascading upon me in blue sky affection
And I say good morning beautiful
in soft whispers floating far beyond
the ominous heavens hoping to bring
*as wondrous a day to you as you do for me
Good morning Beautiful
