The orange glow from the morning sun.
The orange glow from the morning sun,
Making the horizon look sun kissed,
The meadows dew is rising slowly,
To an early morning mist.
The early summer morning birdsong,
Echoes through the misty air above,
The sound of different species of birds singing,
Is a part of nature that we love.
As the nocturnal animals settle down,
Ready to go to sleep and yawn,
It's a new day for many others,
On this misty but sunny morn.
Written by David Boyce
30 June 2017
DavidBoyce©2017
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