The Ferris Wheel (2)

The Seasons of the Day: THE FERRIS WHEEL Part 2.The Morning The morning The dawn as healthy as the Dutch brown bread as bad as a fiddle invigorating as the first dew on your face Oh, cutie the color, not the smell as quiet green as emerald Am I despised? no, honey, you are never despised risen on the last night´s stairs My dawn I have chosen you as the darling of the whole night I worship you, I never despised you my morning treatment at this early hour at last a morning mood ever known perhaps, with most people I have known my whole life always been pampered Well, if you give love once you get them back by million times I mean here: money does not grow on my back I am only talking about love the mental part all devoted love you will definitely come back How do I know all these? and do not forget a thing before the day is spent by me I say with all respect and plight with the right choice of words the hands folded together up to God my sins confessed my thanksgiving prayer for all blessings that I have obtained from God the only one who fully satisfies me and pure love God is love if you can not continue and you give in then lay all yoke and sins at His Feet for His Presence © Sylvia Frances Chan AD. Saturday, August 25,2018 @ 6.18 hours AM West-Eur. Time