David Harris

David Harris (18 June 1945 / Bradfield, England)

Poems by David Harris : 1947 / 3183

Morning’s Glory - Poem by David Harris

Autoplay next video

Dawn breaks the stranglehold
of a sleepy dusky night.
The sun peers above the eastern horizon
as morning begins to break into full glory.
Flowers open their petals wide
to allow the warmth inside;
birds leave their roosts
to wander the sky.
The morning’s glory soars
on delicate golden wings
as the early birds begin to sing.
Morning’s glory looks down on all
awakening with sleepy eyes,
preparing them to go
through a brand new day
that starts with the morning’s glory
and the sun shining bright.

9 December 2009

David Harris

Poems by David Harris : 1947 / 3183

Reshma Ramesh (12/14/2009 1:04:00 AM)

well.......another beautiful poem on morning...........thanks for sharing (Report) Reply
Fay Slimm (12/10/2009 1:37:00 AM)

Thank you for such beautiful words to wake up to David - - the comparison of the glory and magic of daybreak with the name of a flower too is very poetic. 10 from Fay with hugs. (Report) Reply
Carol Gall (12/9/2009 4:14:00 PM)

morning s glory beautiful words david 10 (Report) Reply