Morning Glory
Ask no more for my feature picture
You may compare me to a morning glory
I hold no beauty for the past or future
Now is my moment and all my story
Touch me, it’s so easy to lose
Mountains and rivers may go on and on
But life is here and then gone
I’m a morning glory, not a chinese rose
Hold me fast to your bosom
The moment i’m in blossom
Do not waste and wait for tomorrow
When nothing is left but sorrow
Take me to your heart and soul
Make this swift life whole
Be thy the nestling home for a journeying dove
The only eternity is found in love
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Author:
arobot (
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Comments1
Very good write, we must live in the now as it is the only time we are in at any moment and every moment is special.
Andy
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