When I think of this Earth

On which we live

and of all the souls

that dwell therein

And when I look upon

my recent past

And see where

I have been

 

I too would wander

through the crowds

Amid a sea

of faces

Searching for

that special love

to fill my

empty spaces

 

But when I thought

I'd look no more

My quest was

at an end

You  walked

into my life

and became

my life-long friend

 

And from that friendship

Our love did grow

And now I,

I am at rest

For my soul

and my spirit

are so richly

Blessed

 
     

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Thomas E. Cassick
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Art by: Alfredo Rodriguez

Music for your listening pleasure:  Morning Song by John Serrie

 

 
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