As light gently strokes the cold earth
The curtain is drawn to expose the set
Cordial recognition celebrates birth
Accepting the past you can't forget
Familiar comfort to a face of peace
The night of self promise and new hope
Allowing heavy burdens to finally release
We push so hard left tightly held close
Your strength is balanced by grace
A beauty only seen in a sacred place
I look into your eyes to only see
You looking at a man only you can set free.
Pen to Pad
In Life
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Illusions
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