Good morning my dear
The sun is bright and there's you and me here.
Love is love
And grace is grace
This is a time were we are gleaming at the sky with no tears to cry.
I hold your hand and all shall be well.
If we have the patience to listen, learn and embrace what others tell.
The smile on my face looms with fleeting grace,
We all look towards a nurtured and balanced place.
Love and hugs are the key
Without those feelings to hold
Then we cannot strive to become enlightened or, bold..
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