Whispering Soul Poetry - Horizon
Whispering Soul Poetry

The sun comes up,
So bright and clear.
The morning dewdrops
Shed their tears.

They come together
And seem as one,
Each morning
When their day's begun.

The treetops
Seem to be ablaze -
With a golden,
yellow haze.

Our love is rising,
As the sun.
It's rays - they seem
To make us one...


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