Ode To Predawn
Ode To Dawn`
Leaden mist among the trees
The Sun has yet to rise
Night birds whisper ...gentle pleas
In lieu of raucous cries
Scarlet leaves release their grip
So long so tightly bound
in silent drift and grace they slip
Through morning mist to dewy ground
Furtive glimpses of furry phantoms
astir in boughs of branches high
peeping out from treetop sanctums
Neath Milky Way And starlit sky
Roseate glow begins to grow
In the East…’pon the horizon
And so will end this morning's show
With Mother Nature’s kiss
‘Pon the rising mist
…`And a new day’s Sun arisin’...
Copyright © David O'Haolin Whalen | Year Posted 2017
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