Sun's Light is a
Morning bright.
Hope is for rain
To wash the stain

Of brittle dryness
Away...renew the
Green and let me
Walk closer to

Infinity...that place
Where forever Spring
Laughs, dancing with
Baby wrens, baby

Everything.

Onwards to day...
Away to the work
Of letters arranged
In Time, with Time...

With a great poet.
How did I get so
Lucky?

elysabeth faslund

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/editing-a-master-poet/