Misty
A mist fell on the soft Southern sky
Unassuming, softly spoken the genteel mist fell
Covering his smile, his heart and being with content.
Changing his path, making him all the better, for the mist.
Misty walked with him, the merge of natural means
Not knowing the why so much, but that it was.
And as it should be, for together their was strength,
And the strength yielded contentment, with a smile.
The way stretches on and all is never settled
Two, together bonded, forged with strength
Directed By ?the One?guiding their way.
With foundation near complete.
Mist fills his heart with happiness,
Mist makes his soul complete,
Showing him a way he thought lost forever.
And the soft Southern sky says thank you to the Misty flight of love.
@1998 Charles E.
Collins