James Tipp

Rookie - 408 Points (20-06-1945 / East London)

Early Summer Morning - Poem by James Tipp

Today the mist was warm
Like a lovers embrace.
The birds sang, the river ebbed.
All is at peace.
The heat of the summer sun,
Shrouded for a time,
Drawing up the vapour
Like gathering in the harvest.
We too look for a son
To be warmly embraced
Gathered into his presence.
While we wait, we are warmed.
The spirit moves across the earth
Drawing people to himself
Into the summer of eternity

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009

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