Yawn of the Dawn
The sun crashing through the windows.
The blue skies blessing me.
Joy awaits me, singing in each tree.
Each rose kisses my senses.
Soon a delicious breakfast shall be.
For another day of life, has been given,
Colorful as the pinwheel swiveling!
I ponder my endless lifes’ blessings.
Head bowed, thankfully!
I let go of those who harmed me,
And look out upon, what I can give!
6~7~2021
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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