Morning Glory Morning
By Myra Wexler Darwish
Two sisters, two hearts
Summer in the city, never far apart.
The morning blooms created a space
That all of eternity will never erase.
One small table, two small chairs
Timeless moments, life without care.
Laughing, sharing, sipping tea
In the garden, Harriet and me.
Topics of history, music and art
Lively discussions, each taking a part.
Wiser than most beyond their years
Bonded forever by happiness and tears.
A sister, a treasure, a comrade, a friend
A love that endures, a love without end.
The Glories witnessed on those golden summer days
That joy created will never fade away.
Two sisters, two hearts – forever connected, never far apart!
Copyright 2005
Myra Wexler Darwish
I like this
I love that you still feel such loving connection....
This is going straight into my library...
Thank you Myra...
Diana...
Ron
Sandie :o)
budd