THE MORNINGS OF MY LIFE
By Shlomoh
December 27, 2010


The mornings of my life
Have been much too lonely.
These seven decades have
Have not been a awakening of joy
Even in the presence of another
Who lay beside me.

But now
With anticipation
Both my lying down
And my rising up
Are blessed
By you.

When I feel the sweetness of you
Next to me as day breaks,
Yes, even before the sun rises,
My heart rejoices
And I reach for you
As you reach for me
And there is bliss
In the golden years
In the mornings of my life.

Angel of my life
Who turns our beds to Eden
I enter where you are
And eat of the Tree of Life
Inside your embrace.


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