Sunrise blooms glory light—
ushers away a lonely night.
Morning sun; the purest ray
love’s first kiss begins the day.
Above a sun strong and gold—
flirtatious noon; and love unfolds.
With simple breath of beauty care
light and love sing softly there.
Murmured whispers forever confide
love confessed, Be my Bride.
Horizon and sun paint fading light
two souls as one transform the night.
A good night kiss—and stars appear
light the dark, true love draws near.
~L. Rogers
Graig
Woodsmoke Jones
John Beimler