Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, September 01, 2016


Love is like a golden harvest, 

with gifts of happiness and joy. 

 The harvest season
 it quickly nears
 with moments of love
 we stopped to share.

Deep my heart
a part of my soul,
when you reached out
and took a hold.

Bright summer morning,
oh what can I do?
I need his laughter and
his love so true.

Shining down from the heavens,
gives life to the day
as your love in my heart
glows in a special way.

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