Morning Splendour
Nature beckons me with its charm ~
trees waving in the wind
wish me good morning from their farm;
birds chirrup, their music plays on,
young ones squeak in response,
I love hearing these sounds at dawn;
honeybees, butterflies float by,
busy waking flowers,
I watch them with a content sigh,
buds open up their little heads,
sun rays smile at dewdrops,
charming me as morn's splendour spreads.
10.16.2020
For Constance La France's "Writing challenge - Tercets" contest
Copyright © Joanna Daniel | Year Posted 2020
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