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Susan K. Rowse

Game of Chance

The fusion here is playing
A game of chance with hearts
A song of love serenades the grays
As morning passions slowly starts
Your silent words fill my spirit
My shadowed dreams come into play
The day is going to be a wonder
As barefoot toes caress the clay
The morning dew under my feet
The stitch of natures colors
The Blue birds song is oh so sweet
As my heart and day are flooded
I see your face caress my smile
I feel you speak to me
I nod to acquiesce your nod
This spirit and you run free.