Kiss - Poem by Joshua Aube
A sun will shine softly between the autumn mist
And a pond heron will come for his breakfast fish.
At the veranda swing we shall sit
Wrapped up warm in a cosy quilt
Then, I, on your brow, will
Plant the day's first kiss.
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