Morning

 

Fruits of summer freshly squeeze.
Wild flowers and forest pine, in breeze,
and to my table wild birds please.
Scent of lilac, grass and sea,
Sunshine, Bluebells, eyes to see.
Peace and glory air to fill.
Morning hope, the day fulfil.

 

 

 

 

© Bridget 1997

 
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