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A non-descript morning of gray
Gray like the eyes of wolves
In the deep forest at daybreak
Sun chasing night with staves
A faint lavender horizon
That touches distant fog
A silver blanket caresses
The valley and the bog
Crickets outsound the roosters' crows
The fog hinders crows rising
Such a delightful morn of music
Heart's chambers resounding
The coolness after Sunday's rain
Envelopes every trace
It is so uplifting to enjoy
A few minutes in this place
A true refreshing of the soul
As apricot paints the sky
The sun's rays the brush stroke and light
Delights the eyes with surprise
An orange sun peeks through the dark trees
Soon its light and warmth abound
A day more like fall will awake
Drying the dew from the ground
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2015
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