Sunday, February 3, 2008


How is a well that still waters run
Are thoughts that dwell ‘neath a setting sun
As an ocean is blue or a river profound
Is a summer night’s hue of its starry resound
As do nightingale’s song and morning dove’s glee
Herald loves regale of hearts symphony

Then so is mine a well deep and true

Of the love that it holds as it is
- For you

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2008

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