Morning Glory

Walking a sunlit lane this morning, I beheld the purple glory

Of silent beauties perched aloft, their faces toward the sun

Arising with the break of day, they crowd the fence together

Lovely blooms, their face alight, until their time is done

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Sweet, their fragrance lifts me up, to greet me without worry

As I arise in early morn, their splendor to behold

And though they're bound in unison, tightly by a tether

Each one wakens thoughts in me, from childhood days of old...

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From a time I cherish merrily, when cares were not my story

And happy days of long ago could find me by the fence

Breathing in the purple blooms, despite the world or weather

And feeling freedoms long desired, that I have not known since

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Grandma said to rise at dawn, as a field of Morning Glory

Our faces turned up heavenward, as soon as we've begun

And since that time unto today, we two are still together

Though her light has long since gone, her time on earth now done

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When cold befalls the vibrant blooms, now aged and growing hoary

Her guiding hand is with me yet, as my path turns round the bend

To Morning Glories evergreen, on her fence and blooming ever

Her face alight within my heart, always with me until the end.