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The Gift of Bliss ...


First-class, an ocean's opulent alms,
A God-given gift for a wide awake dream ~
Yet, a thousand words could never calm,
The energy birthed from this reticent scene.
Vast are the arms that encompass a sea,
While they urge restless waves to greet the shore.
Yet vaster still a real smile, duty-free,
and a woman's arms, spread to meet a boy.
Innocent eagerness feeds his young limbs,
as he rushes forth to participate.
In seconds, a memory of future hymns
in an equal exchange of give and take ...

Assured that true love must resemble this -
Who wouldn't run with a child-like bliss?


Joy A. Burki-Watson
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