We Began
Many tides
Rolling into my heart
Fingers like bows
Take their aim
Sharp as the sky
On a cold winter’s day
I will give you
All the sunrise
Has to offer
Blue skies
Calling me again
Lift the heaviness
From your hands
With a sweet smile
Tell time
It has no reason
To worry
We began
With always
written
Across destiny
© Copyright 2007 Patricia Sanders. All rights reserved.
This is a poem from my book Journey of A Woman
available at Amazon.com
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