What A Night and Day I Had
The morning sun is peeking in,
last night was a hot SLUMBER night.
Be gone hot summer days and nights,
the cool autumn is dancing in.
I dress for the busy work day,
hearing the sound of a GUITAR.
What is in the hot MISTY air,
making me full with deep sadness.
As I leave for the day WEARY,
I smell the sweet purple LILACS.
A beautiful morning flower,
for the butterflies to enjoy.
Can I CAJOLE you to make lunch,
ETCHING memories from my youth.
What a heavenly home cooked meal,
now filled with love I can just SIGH.
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