FOR A SPECIAL FRIEND


Lola Bean - Posted on 05 April 2011

Author: 
James K. Thomas - PNN Correspondent

Every morning my hopes run high.
I rise ready to see the sun in your
beautiful brown eyes.
We walk, we talk
the day comes, the day goes
and then at it's end the light grows dim because for now
I am apart from you until the next A.M.
when the brilliance of your light
in my life
gives me hope filled reason
to rise again. 

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