June 16, 2022
I love the dawn, grey turns to blue
Those streaks of color, every hue
That time of peace to start my day
In solitude, a time to pray
That time of day I savor most
It’s not yet warm, don’t think I’ll roast
The summer heat, the clear blue skies
The temperature begins to rise
The patio, the morning breeze
Now gently stirring through the trees
Soft words and thoughts flow through my mind
I’ll capture them, the ones I find
Jot down my thoughts in words of rhyme
To start my day with quiet time
Love it, as usual.