Sara Kendrick Poet Rhyme

Morn's Dividends

As the fog rises from the creek
And the sun peeks through clouds
Amber needles drop from the pines
Roosters crow very proud

There's a feeble attempt of the sun
To give a shining glow
Against a backdrop of cobalt
As thick clouds slowly flow

Sunlight peeks swiftly through the clouds
Dew sparkles like diamonds
A short reflection of the sun
Morn's deluxe dividend  

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Karen Anglesey October 30, 2013 at 8:15 AM Soft feeling of serenity with a little cloudiness in the mix. Your morning view sounds so beautiful

Jack Horne October 29, 2013 at 4:44 PM awesome images here, Sara

Donna Jones October 29, 2013 at 2:24 PM Hey Sara...no..foghorn is what I named my rooster--:-) lovingly after the old cartoon character....and boy is he a character....flapping around showing his stuff....hehe...:-)

Nette Onclaud October 29, 2013 at 11:19 AM the intoxicating lighness of nature beams on this page... your lines captivate a moment so pleasant... fantastic write as always!..:) huggs

Donna Jones October 29, 2013 at 9:59 AM Hello again Sarah...another beauty...I'd like to sit with you on your porch..it sounds so much like mine...rooster crowing proudly....mine..fog horn..does too....all day..:-)