Morning My Love Poem by Edwin III

Morning My Love



O! morning how i love thee,
Tis the magical art that thou create
Ye bring hope & happyness to most
But to i thou bestow a smile, the thought of
My Love, my dearest princess.
One thing i ask love make sure she awakes good and well.

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