Tag Archives: morning
night drifts into morning
the night drifts into the morning as my thoughts keep drifting to you ◊
Filed under micropoetry
winter morn
as the morning breaks and the first rays of sunlight touch the barren trees a magical sight appears sparkling everywhere one turns light reflecting off icicles brighter than any diamonds nature’s decorations until the leaves return in the warmth of spring
morning dove
as the golden rays of the sun’s first light gently caressed my face i heard the soft flutter of wings and turned to see a morning dove bathed in gold flying straight into the sun or so it seemed to … Continue reading
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early in the morn
: early in the morn when the sun peeks over a mountain….. …..the horizon….. …..or a sea….. and the first warm rays of glorious sunlight caress my face …..saying hello to me….. i know that whatever comes my way this … Continue reading
