Almost Three Poem by AHO Speaks

Almost Three



From out of a dark and sleepless night
The moon as a mirror to reflect the sun's light.
Not often do we see and feel the harvest again
Except in the words of love expressed by a pen.

I can see your share in the fullness of our time
Carrying the fruit of love; taken from the vine.
The precious seed that grew into a flower
Ready to be delivered during the holy hour.

Mornings are the most expressive of our day
To prepare our imaginatiion for earth's coming play.
We desire the coming day be more joyful than the last
To experience the present yet touch the past.

The power of suggestion planned in our mind
A day before the next is not very difficult to find
Each of us will toil in a meaningful human endeavor
A gift and a promise are inseparable and man cannot sever.

11-14-05 Aho Speaks

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