A Beginning Poem by William Lindenmuth
A Beginning
Morning has broken
as the clouds slowly dance
soft words spoken
branches sway in trance
soft smiles drift
on a morning breeze
awakened souls
enlightened ease
leaves unfold
gathering light
full moon setting
morning bright
shadows strolling
on a carpet of green
pastoral setting
hearts serene
morning has broken
it needs no fix
from mother natures bag of tricks
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