Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Morning Haikus

Here in your presence
I awake to the candle.
Sweet, "Nichole, wake up!"

I long for autumn...
For the crunching leaves and cold,
For apple cider.

The long day ahead
I cannot face without you
Go before me, Lord.

Africa, oh child,
England, Turkey, Tennessee.
So far away now.

As dark turns to light
I think about my strength class.
Humdrum and glory.

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