I feel your gentle touch on the morning breeze.
The sunrise brings your warmth.
The trees deliver the echos of your heart;
The sky, the color of your eyes.
I hear your laughter in the raindrops.
The stars wink at me
Like the smile that touches your mouth.
The moon lights my path
As you light my world.
(C) 2018 Penny Wilson
Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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This is delightful, Penny. I see you have moved away from the rhyming poetry.
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Thank you Robbie. Yes, I find much more freedom in this type of poetry. I’m enjoying it very much.
Thank you as always for your support! ❤ ❤
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Beautifully penned. It gave me warm feeling lighting up my being.
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Thank you Megha! ❤
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