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Posted January 4, 1998 by Tim Wells in Poetry
 
 

Dawn – A Poem


Eyes like the sea
after the storm
open, honest heart
caring and warm
voice of an angel
heaven’s chorus
long before we knew it
our path was chosen for us
our destiny mapped
in the stars above
a beacon, brightly leading us
to our one true love
when I look at you
I see wondrous, perfect beauty
you are the half that makes me whole
the piece which completes me
you are my sunrise
after the long, dark night
when I am blind
you are my light
you are my Hope
my reason to go on
you are my heart
my morning
my Dawn

~ TW ~
01/04/98


Tim Wells

 
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