Warmth - Copyright (c) 6/15/08 by Dan Sharpe.

Her smile is as warm
as California sunlight,
Her eyes are as warm
as a dark summer night,

Her arms look so warm,
in their embrace, none but a fool could roam.
Her heart is as warm,
as the place we call home.

She is "home", warm and bright,
as I pass by on a cold, lonely night.
She is goodness, grace, and light,
to a wanderer, lost in his plight.


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