How can I find you in a sky so dark

Where the moon doesn't shine anymore

Where the sun is hiding far away

And the rain beats at my door.

Certainly I'll be remembered

When the season turns to spring

Flowers sway too and fro

And the tiny birds perch and sing.

The petal from morning glory's

That grow out by the stream

Fragrance float so gently

As in a lovely dream.

Fields of flowers everywhere

As far as the eye can see

Wake me when the sun shines

Among their beauty I want to be.

Let us stroll by the sparkling brook

Colorful blooms everywhere

Memories ours forever more

That someday we can share.

Ginny Bryant©

Ginny's Gift Of Love

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