Words of Life, Love and Praise
Chance
Ah, the possibilities that rise as fine morning mist,
Those to linger and whisper of such sweet promise…
Dreams held close perhaps soon allowed breath
Among the coolness of the morning breeze -
This crisp, refreshing view brings enticing images
That dance within the soul…
Be you all that you appear?
Shall you encourage the smile that stays fixed throughout the days?
Chance allows much for those willing to partake,
And this soul open to its possibilities…
Gentleness found within that first kiss speaks much,
Thus, this chance I give.
Bring me your smile and offer a steady hand -
Let us see where we find ourselves along this journey,
That of crisp views, refreshing mists and possibility found...
Among chance.
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