My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
The light of day remains asleep as I am roused from slumber.
Another day beckons; beacons of light first emerge to greet me.
Morning begins on cautious feet, a new dance to the dawn.
Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013
My heart envisions what my eyes refuse to see. ~Poet Walter J Wojtanik
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THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 
(A Sijo)
Her heart is stained, for he had left her far too many times.
Yet his heart remained full of love for her longer than she knew.
Love, returned with love will open all eyes, exposing its true prize.
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