Before Another Day
I
enjoy
simple things
of nature’s own
wild flowers that nod their heads to the breeze
then quiver with delight as spider weaves
her web glitters
in moonlight
the dew
staid
till
sun’s rays
penetrate
the dawning mist
before once more another day begins.
© Harry J Horsman 2016
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2016
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