The cool of the morning,
And a northerly breeze,
Puffy clouds floating by,
With infinite ease.
Birds flying low,
On their feathery wings,
Enjoying the change,
The fall season brings.
Off in the east,
The sun starts to rise,
With a heavenly light,
That blinds the eyes.
I hope there's more days,
Like today in store.
Cause once I see one,
I want a lot more.
10/3/10 Alton Texas
This is very lovely. I share your love of God and nature. Well done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amen my friend; you said it so well, great job!