Hope Spilling

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Written by Morgan

Hope Spilling

Rapture Pours from Heaven,
Imbuing my Every Thought,
Guiding my Every Notion,
To Love You with Every Beat of my Heart,
Every Breath, Every Glance,
Every Sigh, Every Dream,
Every Longing,
Each day Drawing Our Hearts Together,
Each hour Builds the Yearning,
Each moment Blessings Counting,
Each second Delicious Expectancy,
Hope Spilling in Endless fashion,

Waiting,

For Blessed and Perfect Timing.

~Morgan~
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Photography found at: http://www.kristinoliver.com

19 Comments

      1. I’ve got all mine planned for the morrow, but sometimes, when the day arrives, I “feel” what is actually going on, and all that I had prepared is not appropriate. So then I scramble. LOL

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  3. At the risk of repeating myself, i love this…it’s like a cold shower, but one of those refreshing ones like when I was in the Amazon (in my imagination of course) not one of the other kind…

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    1. LOL thats nice to hear šŸ™‚ as long as its not one of “those” we’re good šŸ™‚

      Thank You and hope you will have a CRACKING good New Year šŸ™‚ (did I get that right?)

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      1. You got it spot on! I will have a cracking New Years if you do as well…that is the legally binding compromise I shall afflict on you.

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