The morning came late,
creeping slowly to its place,
with glorious light.
It’s been a long climb,
and with times when I’d despair,
but the view’s worth it.
The book lay open,
and in the margin written,
her mobile number.
As complex as simple is.
The morning came late,
creeping slowly to its place,
with glorious light.
It’s been a long climb,
and with times when I’d despair,
but the view’s worth it.
The book lay open,
and in the margin written,
her mobile number.