Signal the night to call my Dreams
Whispers of reality through silken beams
Of sterling Light and glistening tomorrow
Of forgotten yesterdays and pallid sorrow
Signal halos to Sing soft and clear
Unbroken
Unhastened
As we dry our tears.
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~Morgan ~
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Beautiful original photograph found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the original photographer. Thank you ~
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thank you for your tireless support John. It means a lot 😊😊😊
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😊😊😊You are very graciously welcome, Morgan.😊😊😊
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Thanks for the smile, Morgan! Sending spiritual love and hugs your way…you still have that selfless beautiful touch!
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The words were silent for so long, that that means so much Wendell. Thank YOU 😊
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Wonderful poem, Morgan, thanks so much.
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Thank you Jet. 😊😊😊
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