Standing at the door,

Looking out into the world,

Seeing the beautiful scene before you,

Watching the misty morning rainfall.

Cleansing to the world,

Refreshing to your soul.

And bathing  your heart in beauty.

You know that somewhere the sun is shining,

Somewhere a new day is dawning,

Somewhere that lovers are sighing,

So softlly beneath the moon.

But for now all you see,

Is the beauty of you and me,

As you look out into the world,

Just leaning on the door,

So relaxed and sweet.

And as the cool moist air washes over your soul,

Know that I too,

Am thinking of you.

By JulieAnne:)

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