"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

With Its Orange Glow

World infinite with its orange glow
Hearts heat reaches across
The coldness of the lonely
Bringing warmth of joy to
Befriend their isolated days

In simplicity of a smile
Joy transferred to one in need
Of laughter to ease their ache

Eyes seeing can find those
Who need a touch to
Lighten the burden upon their heart

Join in giving hope to those
That lie in the world out
Your own front door

Charity’s touch when given with love
Grows the bonding of soul to soul
A world worth inhabiting passed
From one heart to another

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