Poem -

Sunday glasses

Sunday morning reaches us with life
many askings
many thanking
many dieing
beautiful sun shineĀ 
to a beautiful peace
watering flowers showes its masters piece
coffee dregs the scent in air a starĀ 
a phone call tells the day ahead
why do you look so happy please

why do i look so sad
to mad
a day again

how about the yesteryears as missed
to wars ? or peace to find?

Sunday morning softness
bringsĀ  in quietness
to your soul
in pray
a time
whereĀ a peace in you as God
you seek
i see.....your Love to be
as it conceives....the ways in Thee
as LoVe forever moreĀ 

Ā 

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