Tenderness
by Candace Armstrong

There’s a love I’ve been dreaming of
that chases clouds of doubt, faces fears
keeps me snug in quilted hugs
of peace, where worries release.

It’s more grand than anything I am,
infills the room with moonlight bloom
of softest light, assurance of right,
prevalence of good, life as it should be.

It lets me wake to birdsong strong
in sun-dappled trees, feeling free,
relieve the night from worry’s might,
face the day with strengthened faith.



 


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