Sunday, June 28, 2020

And There Is Light

Comes the bloom of the winter-sweet
comes the greeting to my grief
comes the day with sunshine pale
comes the light to shine within
comes a new beginning.

Every moment starts again.
Sweet fragrance drifts.
Love whispers softly in the morning light.
I see our flowers here with you
until spring brings new leaves
and bright sun shines gloriously.


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