Early Morning Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Early Morning



The fragrance in Summer
lane is wild.
Days pink rose displays
her centre for a bee.
Gentle, quiet sun
laces leaves
with tender brightness
for the bird singing briar,
as early morning busies
herself with waking
to the earth growing green,
serene and unhurried
with its wandering.

Wag

Saturday, December 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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