In rise of such morning glory <br />An' heavenly heights of suns beem <br />The air fresh of mid-night rain <br />'Tis the hope, storms shall refrain, <br />Cafe' havin' of momental peace, <br />An' time having of its' own release, <br />Seconds align makin'of hour, <br />Shy silence havin' its' own power... <br /> <br />Raven-Black hair adorns Foster Grant, <br />Powder-blue eyes add to the enchant, <br />Black lashes so thick an' teeming, <br />Mind-set is that of one dreaming, <br />Radiance colours configuration, <br />Of fair skin in illumination, <br />Lips full in colours of red wine, <br />Lady unknown, this morn, you look fine..... <br /> <br /> <br />15/05/07 G J W<br /><br />Geoff Warden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/of-morning-glory/
