Sun-kissed day
Blends into
Sun's warmth of
Evening.
Forgive us, Lord,
If we be cleaving
To these gentle
Dappled nights
Filled with bird-song
And delights.
How can there be strife
When this peaceful day
Ascends and descends,
Gently like an amends?
For the harshness of hell,
And the troubles which dwell,
All winter in the human heart.
With spring we have a
Brand new start.
Poem About A Spring Afternoon
Spring Has Sprung
Published: April 2017
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