Mornings Poem by Paul Warren

Mornings



Have you seen a golden morning
With dew kissed grass
Long shadows slowly receding
And the sweet hello the birds sing

The day renewed across the sky
As the world awakens again
Slowly the clockwork creaks and groans
As well rehearsed life energises the day.

© Paul Warren Poetry

Sunday, April 7, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dawn ,morning
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Paul Warren

Paul Warren

ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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