Gentle Poem by Steve Howard

Gentle



Gentle come the morning mist.
Gentle come the day.
Gentle as they come to touch.
Gentle as they play.
Gentle come my thoughts of you.
Gentle come each day.
Gentle as they come to touch.
Gentle as they stay.

Wednesday, April 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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Steve Howard

Steve Howard

North Carolina. USA
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