Waking up to the loving dawn
the sun gently lighting the land
With the gentle caress of a handThe fog slowly rolls across the hills
And up the mountain slopes
As it goes back to sleepThe birds give a tweet as they wake
Flying to window sills
And looking over the waking landThe sun creeps up
And so do I
Just to look at the beautiful morning skyI like waking up early just to feel the cool morning breeze and corny stuff like that so...yeah.
Signed,
Naps
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A Hopeless Poet's Corner
PoetryJust a hopeless poet's comfy nook for writing poems on various topics. Signed, Naps