Adoration P.O.M. for May

Adoration

I sit in adoration

Of all the things you are

Sometimes you’re just a thought in mind

Perhaps a falling star

Where once you were the coming dawn

That came from out of night

You change into the morning sun

With rays so clear and bright

Then onto early afternoon

To warm the coldest heart

The things that you can manage

I know not where to start

For you really are so special

A thing of pure delight

Then you disappear so quickly

Into the coming night

PTT Oct2006ã