It was the cause
For the launch
Of a thousand ships
Sent a hundred fold that
Of men to battle
It would cause
The glumness of day
To vanish
As the day
Banishes night
It could be the cause
Of the heart
Stopping a moment
And then racing
To a faster beat
It is the cause
Of welcomed warmth
Silent greeting
That is louder
Than any hullo
It will be the cause
That eases
The tension on faces
Lifting spirits enough
To bring cheer from all
All because
It is a wonderment
That asks so little
Yet yields so much
From such delicateness
Rokuth's Blog 