Morning Poem
i look out my window
i look upon the trees,
i see the sunlight
beating down on the green leaves,
i hear the birds singing,
i see the sky so blue,
everything filled of beauty
it reminds me of you,
the sky is clear and crystal
and not a dark cloud in sight,
guess when i was sleeping
it was a beautiful night,
i wonder if i am dreaming
that the sun is really out
as this is Scotland
the place that never gets a drout,
i sit upon my bed and
have a good old stretch,
then am move my little hand
and scratch my little head,
i gently rub my eyes
to see if its still true,
the sun is still beating down
so think a will grab my shoes,
going for a walk in the morning
will surely open my eyes
to walk in the sunshine
this is a nice morning surprise,
there is a little wind blowing,
gently through my hair
if i had any cobwebs
they will surely disappear,
i go for the morning paper
to see what new things begun,
will look at the horses
to see if i have won,
guess its time to go home
and have my breakfast to,
better gets some food in me,
to start this morning good,,,,
Copyright © Davy Young | Year Posted 2011
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