OctPoWriMo- When Last the Night Is Gone

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Written by Morgan

Morning

In Silence Standing, I Wait for You,
Immortal as Love itself, Dancing,
Trusting to my Faith to See
The Beauty of Your face, Entrancing.

In the Glimmer of New Morning,
Delicate as the New spun Dew,
My Love Each Morning Wakens Fresh,
Sparkling in the Promise of You.

In Patience Waiting, I Pray for You,
Indescribable as the Coming Dawn,
Hoping in all my Belief to Be
With You, When Last the Night is Gone.

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~Morgan~

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8 Comments

      1. It’s what you put into your work that makes your poetry so lovely. Besides, didn’t someone say that love makes the world go ’round?

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