by frogfirst

Wake My Soul

Wake my soul and take a breath
Up from the grips of death
The morning sun doth daily rise
To brighten up the darkest skies

Wake my soul and feel the burning
From long awaited steady yearning
The sun shall rise from shore to shore
And my soul shall sleep never more

Published March 15, 2011 Write a comment
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carol
excellent write
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Susan Jarvis
Heart-touchingly, breathtakingly beautiful.
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Sandra Martyres
lovely write JoAnn
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