Eve Of The Eve
`Tis almost the eve of the Eve of 2007.
It is misting rain
The sun has risen over my little hill
…its golden rays
turning the wet brown
leaf-covered ground
to shinning gold…
like reflections of the joys in my life...
the pleasures and the pains...
now encased in shimmering gold…
beautiful shinning pathways
to memories of dear ones gone on...
Thank you...Lord…for the
journeys that I have shared
And for those that have shared mine…
©12/30/06 Faye Sizemore
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