Morning Poem by Dana Korneisel

Morning



The misty purple sky says it's morning.
A dreary eyed, shivering morning

What happened to that old dreamed of morning
The, missed you love. Yes I slept well, morning.

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When life gets busy and drags.
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Dana Korneisel

Dana Korneisel

Grand Rapids, MI
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