Ken e Hall
A Beautiful Morning Begins - Poem by Ken e Hall
I must paint this scene a surely pleasure for all to see,
My pallet full and canvas white let me think of what’s so bright,
I’ll crown the hills mauve’n’white with yellow gleam,
Thru triple shades of dancing green
Sketching silhouettes gliding so high in the sky,
Who sing and call a new day is nigh as,
An owl’s eye’s blink, close and settle to sleep,
As the distant cock crows to earn his keep.
A dash of dew on petals of a rose,
To twinkle joy to dry that grows,
My brush for wind instills natures
Helping footless tree’s sway too and frow.
A master stroke to portray nature’s potent night worker still,
As he leaves his web to a leafy hill,
I’ll thin this early morning mist as deer emerge,
From the deep forest glades to the grassland verge,
Now to catch this blazing golden yellow dawn,
For the sun is slowly showing his shining face,
Well I’ll be, it’s shaming the moon to hide the morn,
Radiating now, warmth and life for all the new born.
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