Between the dawn and the daylight,
there is a quiet time
when the creatures of the night
scurry to their warm beds,
and creatures of the daylight
begin to yawn before getting out of theirs.
A quiet time when the world
seems so much at peace.
A wonderful poem David, that's the time when I get a tap on the shoulder and rise and begin to write some of my favourite poems. Thanks David, this is truly a lovely little treasure.--Melvina--
I have always been a early riser mate, i love this time before any distractions of modern life kick in, a time to think and write...10
Dave, that's delightful. Your inimitable style shines through. I love it. Ez.
Absolutely beautiful. poem David...Ben is napping...Mattie full of energy so no quiet time here at the moment, but, I'm loving it......In and out quickly before he breaks his neck rocket launching off the family room couches.....love, moi.xoxo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am always happy and at peace in my quiet time..I know the Lord is standing by me, in all my joys, sorrows and pains..This is a very nice wake up piece for us, David, truly heartwarming, and i love it..Agasin, top marks to my best poet.. hugs, Meggie