In the morning I wake
To the beautiful sound of choruses and melodies
I wake to the sound of the crisp breeze against my tender cheeks
In the morning I wake up to the dew on my windowsill
The coffee beside my bedside
This morning I woke up to a new beginning
A fresh start
The sound of a prelude to a magnificent epic tale
I wake up to find that
Today is a new day
A fresh start
A day that has not been before
And my skin tingles with excitement
To think that there are adventures ahead
Stories to be told
And the start of a bran new day! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
jessie-belle as you know.... THIS POEM MAKES ME FEEL EXCITED ABOUT A NEW DAY WELL DONE! ! ! ! ! ! ! you are proving yourself to be a authentic and imaginery poet Im so blessed to have you in my life : -)