Misty Morning Poem by Eric Escobar
Misty Morning
When the morning is crisp
that's the best.
I know this day
is better than the rest.
I take a deep breath
and my body is swept.
Only if you knew how this feels
for me.
Sucking in as much air as I can
to show that I'm free.
So when the morning is cold
and the sun is rising
take your biggest breath ever
the results are surprising.
Only if you knew how this feels
for me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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