by Fred Miller
Lovers I have loved pale in the shadows of my heart as my eyes are once again blessed to see your simple beauty. Allow me to pay tribute to your arrays of purple splendor and bow to your dawning glory, a symbol of grace against the morning light. And though your presence is soon fleeting, my memories of your peaceful goodness will touch my yearning soul until we meet again.
Fred Miller is a California writer. Over fifty of his stories and poems have appeared in publications around the world over the past ten years. Many may be found on his blog: https://pookah1943.wordpress.com