Waking Up Here
In dawn's soft embrace, flickering the light,
Lighting up shadows, bidding night goodnight.
Eyes slowly unveil a world anew,
Morning's palette, a canvas of hue.
Birdsong weaves through the waking air,
A symphony of life, beyond compare.
Silent dreams linger, a fleeting trace,
As reality unfolds, in this waking place.
Gentle breezes dance with morning's cheer,
Embracing the day, dispelling any fear.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2023
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