Morning Time Poem by GJC boyle

Morning Time

Rating: 4.3


Wind was blowing through the trees
I could hear the rustling of their leaves
The morning sun sneaking through the clouds
Birds singing morning sounds
For i love this time i say
Morning of a new day
I wonder what the day has in store
In the distance i hear the waves crashing the shore
For it is morning time and all is a buzz
From the depths of the oceans
To the skies above
Good morning morning i always say
My your a beautiful day
Maybe you might rain today
Your still beautiful anyway
The sombre breeze that blows around
The birds singing
As i spread my blanket on the ground
So i lay here looking into the sky
Motionless waiting and watching the world pass me by
A few drops of rain speckle my face
I would not give up being here for any place

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eindaray Kyaw 14 September 2012

so so vivid..under the control of your magic pen...your poem runs on the track of beautiful flow! !

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Valerie Dohren 13 September 2012

How beautiful, a lovely day indeed, great imagery - great write.

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