Nineteenth Day Of June – 2019.
This Poem Is For You Little Boss.*
The morning twilight an extra time dipped,
In the golden dreams of the rising Sun,
All that stood for the peace of humanity,
Fell under the spell of Nature’s magnanimity.
As day through events like a river flown,
Everything it touched woke and bloomed,
The blessing of divine all upon Earth felt,
Perfect were the times for new dreams to birth.
Every sense that prepared to weave news dreams,
I leashed them and put them down as I know,
No sense of mine shall weave another dream,
Beyond all that I wove with Little Boss in mind.
Then gladness came and in the rhythm of heart wrote,
A Song about my love for her that rhymed in love,
Sadness came and in a low broken but sweet voice sang,
That song, as she no longer read the language of my heart.
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*Dedication. – Poems are written with specific people in mind at times and are dedicated to them. When this poem is read and someone at some point enjoys the poem. That enjoyment always leads to a little blessing and the person the poem is dedicated to will receive that blessing.
