The sun awoke
And filtered through the trees
To please the lark.
The morning spoke
In tones of warmer days
To praise the lark.
The chimney smoke
Was curled above the street
To greet the lark.
The milkman’s bottles rang
And in the sky above
The splendid skylark sang
For you alone, my love.
3 comments:
Nicely done sir. However, now that my wife (a cll-er) has seen it, the gauntlet has been thrown down and it is fortunately 8 hours earlier in California as I read your verse. Oh my Muse! Where art thou?
Well done on a nice blog Terry Hamblin. I was searching for information on prostate cancer symptoms and ran across your post Valentine's Morning - not exactly what I was looking for related to prostate cancer symptoms but a very interesting read all the same!
I am, at this point, opposed to human cloning. Individual organs, possibly....whole beings, no. Having said that, I wonder if cloning Terry Hamblin would be OK. A true Renaissance man with the gifts for science, arts, humanity; all packaged in a humble man with a strong faith and terribly in love with his wife and family. Wow, what a combo!
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