Each Morning
Fog of the waters,
birds in chirp,
skies of deep blue,
and grass laden with dew,
Buses drive by,
stopping for children,
shops start to open,
children start mopin',
The sun starts to rise,
as we ready the coffee,
making breakfast- well- fast,
today, this morning...
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
