The Light of My Mornings
The light of my mornings
The light of my mornings
is not in the skies
On the horizon,
a wondrous sunrise
~
Vibrantly tinting
an apricot dawn
Colors reflecting
the dew on the lawn
~
Shimmering visions
to waken the trees
Wishing good day
to the birds and the bees
~
Painting the heavens
a bright shade of blue
The light of my mornings
will always be you
Good morning Soupers
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017
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