Love In All Its Forms
The stars peek through the tree tops
with dainty twinkling glow.
The breeze of evening rustles through
the leaves in murmured flow.
The hour is late, midnight is near.
Another day is gone.
I close my eyes in peaceful rest
to dream of breaking dawn.
I'm grateful for another day,
for shelter from life's storms
and thank my Father up above
for love, in all its forms...
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