Morningscape
Dewdrops cling to blades of grass,
they glisten in early morning light.
Nature's peace is come to pass.
Tall trees stretch to their fullest height,
foggy mists drift ‘round their edges,
glisten in early morning light.
Flower buds peer shyly from the hedges,
like maidens stirring to love’s first call,
mists of fog curl ‘round their edges.
Creeper vines hug a garden wall,
green sentry guarding a patch of flowers
young maidens stirring to love’s first call.
Sunlight will soon display its powers,
as bushes offer their leafy shades
green sentry guarding a patch of flowers.
This landscape painting of an early morning:
dewdrops clinging to blades of grass,
leafy shades of bushes waiting.
Nature's peace is come to pass.
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