Morrow's Angel
Slender figure draped dourly in sable
perched in awkwardness
Casting forth triste laden crystals to the ebb
of the morning tide
True vision of benevolent spende, r hidden beneath
the cold grey veil of melancholy
Sunshines ray's dancing joyfully upon dark,
rich, aurburn locks
Emerald colored eyes tainted bye salted tears
blazed by fury
Oh morrow's angel break free from your spintered pillory
grace this day with your smile
Heed no longer the profane taunts of demons
serving lugubriousness
Cleans this sullen shroud of contrite sadness with the
power of forgiveness
Bathe in the warm comforting glow of the morning sun
rejoice in acceptance
Embrace reality; for it brings with it honesty its
parting gift, is wisdom
poem by Mark Crane
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