Morning Glory, O’ Heavenly Fall... Saunterly greetings from a woodsy call A vision gift from His daying word First thing heard was a mockingbird... Stillness marvels...Beholding squirrels summoning others to their flirting world Moos in distance, uttering’s fro with roosters crowing their "Good Morning" shows! O’ woodpecker knocking on these trees upright needled pines, of coning sights Morning sun glistens, to an all new day low rays catching, unnoticing bray Hear the newness in a roses’ budding Chores can wait our daily pudding Aromas dew, with clouds downing hues Leaves the coverings of a mornings blues with grateful palms, in reaching highs eyeing branches, towering skies Looking down on all the smalls that crawl Humbly thanking You, O’ Heavenly Fall!
Copyright 2006 Kimmy van Kooten
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Reviewed by Chris Fitzgerald (Reader)
Reviewed on November 10, 2006
My favorite time of the year and this beautiful poem says it all thanks Kimmy
Chrissy
Fortunately for me, I work on a golf course. I get to picture this first hand every morning. I'm on of the lucky ones and this poem reminded me of that. Thanks Kimmy
Rusty
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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Chrissy
Love,
CJ
Humbly thanking You,
O’ Heavenly Fall!
Quite lovely, Kimmy!
Rusty
"O’ Heavenly Fall"
An outstanding and picturesque penning!
Incorporating a host of lusterious imageries.
Great and thank you for the visions,
From the Heart of an Artist Quiet Storm