Morning Glory
I walked solemnly through the midst of a dark morning
Creatures creep and crawl along the forest floor
Morning dew mingles with the grass beneath my feet
And as I walk, I see the early morning moon so softly glowing; it seems almost transparent
My eyes filled with creativity as my mind set free possibilities
Loneliness is my treasure and I embrace every moment.
Copyright © Hannah Burns | Year Posted 2013
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