Morning Whispers
Soft words from a quiet morning dream touch my sleep.
Gentle are the whispers that quietly sing songs of joy to me.
Chance encounters are laid before a glowing midnight sun,
Where dreams are resurrected and promises kept by two…not one.
Oh how I like this day…
Oh how I like the burning night.
Pray tell why do I feel this way?
Is it because it seems so right?
So sleep now, will I upon the mornings gentle sea.
I will sleep, I will dream and I will think of thee.
J. Allen Wilson © 3/20/2009
Rof Ouy Ym Ylfrettub
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(((HUGS))) love and prayer, Karla.
With Love,
Cindy
In Christs Love
Michelle~
J. "Morning Whispers" is so beautiful it does seem to whisper.
Beautiful thoughts and beautiful dreams makes for such a wonderful day.
Wishing you peace and take care now,
Gwendolyn
Such tender comforting words webbed into this beautiful softly tender poem, as soft as the whispers it sings about. The resolute last lines complete its serenity, really nice.
Cynthia
(((HUGS))), much love, and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
This poem has so much peaceful energy in it. I felt very calm while reading your beautiful inspiring poem.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"