On Any Given Morning
Jasmine climbs the arbor,
sweetly scented air
Standing ‘fore the sunrise,
moments made to share
Butterflies and dew drops
neath pink orchid skies
Gazing their reflections
soft within your eyes
Knowing there is beauty
wherever we may be
On any given morning
when you are here with me
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2016
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