This sun that blazed his dawning day! Its warmth softening the nights embrace, this gentle kiss of grace. Where minced upon his hallowed ground, he danced his step with life’s parade. And there, he found the strength to love again. So aloft embroidered riant sound, where dulcet chimes married mirth, soared  his heart with morning birds, to merry him his higher birth. Whilst, grace winked in overtures that lay his flaming gain! This bread that fills his cupboard space, so lit his wit this way! And now awake, ignites the flame of yet another’s day!

Randy Quickfall ღƪ(ˆ◡ˆ)ʃ ☼