Let Morning Breeze Its Freedoms Blow Our Way
Let Morning Breeze Its Freedoms Blow Our Way
O' my lord, please grant us some joy today
Let morning breeze its freedoms blow our way
The shining of Sol to brighten dawn's joy
That I work, tis good to be in employ
That I fear not having sweat from my brow
Dearest romance comes for now I know how
Allow my princess love me if you please
Yes, let us wed and sail the seven seas
In faith may we call out your divine name
Our love is real, we are playing no game.
O' lord, give us this day our daily bread
Now we are husband and wife duly wed
I pray happiness and joy be our road
Romance and joy be our story as told.
O' my lord, please grant us some joy today.
Let morning breeze its freedom blow our way.
Robert J. Lindley, 16 verse sonnet
Nov. 5th 1973
Note: A prayer in verse
POETRY, ITS TRUTH, JOY, HAPPINESS AND PRAYER
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