Morning 1 Poem by Alpeshkumar Natubhai Makvana
Morning 1
Dewd-delicacy smoothens petals;
Breezing soft cools ponds; Yellow, yellow, sweet and slow;
Rays infant wobble to glow. Loved lips now lay at rest:
Lovely lips so at best!
ATISH
delicacy of the dew.........smooth softness of the petals, infant rays, loved lips......... soooo fine an expression dear poet. thank you very much. tony
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4/25/2024 6:29:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thanks a lot sir..your appreciation means a lot to me.