CINQUIN SET 3

The tick
of the old clock
a comforting sweet sound
lulling me to sleep with the soft
tick- tock.


Temples,
holy places
scattered over the earth
where inside salvation is earned.
His home.


Beauty
of the sunrise,
multicoloured bright sky
waking the world to a new day
in grace.


Sorrow
deep and painful
shared with a friend or two
eases the hurt, soothes the heart from
more pain.


M Ann Margetson © May 18, 2001

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