Morning light
sings my heart’s song.
Black Bird
Singing in the tree tops
perched higher than your high note
morning is your muse.
Beautiful Day
A lace of branches
across the painted sky
the world is dressed up
and waiting for time to pass by.
Morning Moon
Like a sweet dream that lingers
the morning moon spies me through the trees
bestowing well wishes for the day.
Indian Summer
When an October morning is gentle enough for bare feet
and the dew is but a cool kiss…these are gifts of Indian Summer.
Height
In the morning, beneath your canopy the whole world glows a growing green.
If I started to climb your branches now, by midnight I could touch the stars.
Pond’s Edge
As a delicate morning melts into day
for a brief moment the tree tops are in reach.
Bloom
What’s your story Morning Glory?
Trumpeting delight in each new day.
Morning
Fluffy dog feet, wet with dew,
cross granite and grass
before arriving at the breakfast bowl.
