Lighterthan freedom on feathery ferns
Dancingon tiptoes in bright balmy breezes,
Higherthan hilltops on heavenly highways,
Hermountains, her valleys
Bothfilled with delight.
Bidme go forward,
Offerme comfort,
Fillme with confidence
ElseI should stumble.
Liftup the veil,
Placea kiss on my forehead
Makingme blush…
Keepingme humble.
Youngerthan springtime,
Olderthan winter,
Longerthan always and
Sweeterthan wine,
Hopefloods my heart with
Thelaughter of sunshine
Leavingall doubt,
Everysorrow behind.
Published on March 25, 2024 02:30