~Morning Song~
Oh how I long to hear once more-
the grace of an early morning song.
When the dew shines on the grass-
and morning birds gather to sing along.
I rise in joy to the smell of coffee-
as the soft morning light cancels last night’s dreams.
Oh how I once again long-
to greet the season we call spring.
J. Allen Wilson © 2/15/2011
Well written.
God bless,
Lew
I will join you too!
Lovely Poem Allen
Oily Sunflower Seeds
Vickie