Mornings,
the rising sun,
but usually depends on season
that is now occurring.
depending
listening to the beginnings
of chirping and tweeting birds
what a delightful and cheery sound.
the clouds moving
with the gentle breeze
that is still cool to the feel.
then the sound of a barking dog or
a train whistle far off
where, brings you to wondering
what your day will bring.
The sun as rose and the
dew is drying and the flowers are
blooming.
take the time to smell the flowers,
time to start your day.
Pray!
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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