The magic of the morning
Comes with every new day
A quiet stroll on the sandy beach
My girls enjoy it more
In the solitude of silence
Broken only by the pounding of the waves
The sky says good morning in its pink and purple haze
The magic of the morning.
🌄🌅🌄🌅
The splendour of the rising sun
Is lost on my two little friends
Just a growing light for them to see
To frolic on the sandy beach
And take their time to explore
They go about their business
As if each day was their last
Slowly but precisely, we amble along the shore
🌄🌅🌄🌅
The magic of the morning
A time for contemplation of what my life has become
A time to talk to no one
Except for the ocean and the sun
Share thoughts about the future and what is yet to come
The mysteries of life, and what the world’s become
The peace and calm that it brings
The magic of the morning
🌄🌅🌄🌅
Till next time,
Calvin
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Calvin London
I write fiction, non-fiction and poetry about all things weird and wonderful, past and present. Life is full of different things to spark your imagination. All you have to do is embrace it - join me on my journey.
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