In the morning I rose
To the sound of the birds
Sat on the branches
Near my window sill
A whistling and singing
The chorus was grand
The colours a mosaic
It's heaven I'm in
The lake just beyond
White swans floating by
Red skies at dawn
And the day is alive.
The poem is a beautiful imagery of the day that dawned! 'The chorus was grand The colours a mosaic' - a much too familia scene for me these days! I love restless, inquisitive bids.
A beautiful write with the splendour of nature coming alive with your words that flow with such ease!
You paint a lovely picture with your words. Really lovely poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice poem, Mary Forrester. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.