Bright in the crisp, morning sky.
Shining over mountains so high.
Glistering in the arising dawn.
Shimmering a light upon.
New beginnings start this day
as the sun rises in a blessed way.
Glowing over the majestic hills.
Blossoming over the flowered fields.
Rose blossoms absorb the sunlight.
Needed for their breath-taking sight.
Birds chirping as dawn begins.
The sun now awakens.
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Author:
Crystal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 11th, 2019 20:02
- Comment from author about the poem: An oldie but a goody
- Category: Nature
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Comments4
Each new day is wondrous Crystal.
🙂
This piece was very serene. I enjoy all types of scenery, but nothing smells more fresh than green mountains in the morning.
Keep writing.
Persistence is key
thanks!! 🙂
A fine write Crystal.
thank you
morning has broken--nice poem.
😀
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