Morning

 

Hello Morning i am glad that you are here again

How did you know that my heart was cold

And only the glow of your inner being could warm me up.

Good Morning

You have peeled off every layer of your past

no longer are you known as night

Bad Morning

Today you were a little gloomy

But that lets me know your real

Never changing with seasons always developing over time

Foreshadowing the afternoon with remnants of the evening past

Its Morning

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Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

a delicate piece with wonder and fulfillment, a good read, well done

[White Ink]

i like this.. it's different and nice!