At The Dawning Poem by Joyce Hemsley

At The Dawning



All through the hours of grey
Friendship will guide our way.
All through each cloudy morn
A new love will be born.

A storm cannot rage forever and a day
Blue sky shines again as if it were May.
Darling of mine ~ I stand in line to keep
You cosy and warm each wintery dawn.

Saturday, October 23, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
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Joyce Hemsley

Joyce Hemsley

Portsmouth England
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