By Tryphena Louise Williams (c) 2010
Working through a backlog, is not much fun
Sorting through the pages, wondering what to do
Where is life taking one, seeing, alters the view
What to keep, or cast aside, upon the heap
Lessons learned, as one sows, so one reaps
Love one's master, its choice to keep
The seeds of love, its harvest reaps
No matter what, has come to pass
One's loving heart, will always last
Love's a season, its drawing near
Love knew its way, into one's heart
Love knew this from, the very startA day of love, for love to see
Love is the captain, upon the sea
Good Afternoon
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