My Promise

Sure as the flowers
and rain come in spring.
How we know
the sun shines longer
in summer's breeze.
Like the promise
that every fall leaves will change,
and winter's chill will have us praying
for warmer days.
Trust that what we have 
will forever find a way.


Comments (1)

Either illuminate or seal...we all try to illuminate only but mostly in vain...only you get such topics Emily and that is your special- 10