A POEM A DAY 115

TUESDAY MORNING

Tuesday Morning
Out by the lake
I sat on the ground
To take a break
And before me
Shone the sun
So, I gave praise
To the One
Who breathed life
And conquered death
And gave the newborn babe
The sweetest breath
He made roses red
And violets blue
He created you for me
And me for you 
You are my heart, my soul
Though we have not met
There will be no discord
So, I shall not fret
Until then, my love
I will rest assured
For together
We are immured

Simona A. Brinson

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