There are moments in soft summer days
when a whisper to the world
is all that’s needed when I wake
and the morning is unfurled
The sweet refrain of birdsong there
as the sunshine filters through
is enough for me to welcome
another day of something new
Anticipation breathes content
there’s a promise with the sun
and I venture out with purpose
as though my life had just begun
©Jemverse
Laurel's Reflections
May 30, 2015 @ 19:07:20
Beautiful 🙂
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Jem Croucher
May 31, 2015 @ 07:03:50
😀
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