SonnetGhost

Beneath morning’s light, hear me whisper into your ear as you open your eyes in the warmth of a fresh morning:
          	
          	May your wings spread in flight toward your dreams,
          	May words of your beauty, like petals, reach your heart,
          	May a bloom of adventures cross your way.

SonnetGhost

Beneath morning’s light, hear me whisper into your ear as you open your eyes in the warmth of a fresh morning:
          
          May your wings spread in flight toward your dreams,
          May words of your beauty, like petals, reach your heart,
          May a bloom of adventures cross your way.