Give Me the Chiming of Morn's Sweetest Call, Words of Hope and Nature's Beauty

Give Me The Chiming Of Morn's Sweetest Call, Words Of Hope And Nature's Beauty Give me the chiming of morn's sweetest call And dawning of new light shining with glee Those days of joy, peace and treasured recalls Bountiful harvests, glorious fruit trees; And that feeling of life will be alright The rustling of Autumn's old fallen leaves Geese flying overhead, O' what a sight Beautiful starlings nested in the eaves. That hum of bees in meadows of bright gold Fields of wheat, blowing as an ocean wave Life and Love, romantic stories retold Those gems one must hold and savor to save. Blessings of peace, of treasures of Love's touch. Morn's Promise, Faith, Hope, and all other such! Robert J. Lindley, 4-08-2020, Sonnet, ( Words Of Light, Life, Promise And Absent Of Fear And Dread ) Note-- I have written four dark poems in these last 4 days. Today I decided to purge that dark, purge that dread out of me and write of Light, Life, Love, Nature, Promise,Hope, Faith, Beauty and Nature. The four dark poems can always be presented later. This one should be presented now. Hoping it gives others a needed lift and a thought of how one day this dark, this too shall pass.. God Bless...