In the glow of morning light,
I feel a rush of nature bright,
No clouds I see
But birds in flight,
In the glow of morning light.
In the arms of nature fair,
There is so much, waiting there,
I sit alone and pleasantly stare,
In the arms of nature fair.
In my life I've had the chance,
To sink or get back up and dance,
But I have always made my stance,
In this life I love.
Jayne Louise Davies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem