A July Dawn
Shaft of sunlight crawls across the lawn,
it's amber wash sets apple trees aglow,
their shadows form, the spearheads of the dawn
now bully cowering bedding plants below.
Before the darkness on the ground recedes,
Blackbird darts out for food, with sudden stops
to monitor some movement in the weeds,
then heads for safety in the bramble tops.
A yawning cat emerges, looks about,
no sport, no competition to amuse,
its shift is over, time to now clock out
for breakfast, comfy cushion and a snooze.
Some folk like lying in, but then they miss
those peaceful, lazy sunrises like this.
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