October 12, 2024
I shouldn’t write a rhyme today,
As I don’t have that much to say.
Perhaps jot down a few short lines
Just sipping coffee, passing time.
I took a walk before first light
Before the sunrise ends the night.
The acorns crunch, some sidewalks wet,
Not many neighbors stirring yet.
Another day that’s still brand new,
I cherish them, still have a few.
Cool mornings with a gentle breeze,
Sunlight kissing tops of trees,
A lovely morning crisp and clean,
A Norman Rockwell kind of scene.
Very lovely, John.
Those kind of mornings are sometimes the best. I’ve had such a lovely morning myself. I watched the sun rise in an already beautiful sky of interesting dark clouds. To have time and leisure to think thoughts, praise and ponder is a wonderful gift. Congratulations on 900 poems. We’ve been blessed by your thoughts put into words.
You DO “paint” a lovely Norman Rockwell atmosphere here with your words. Happy 900 Day!
I love that. So warm and cozy. Thanks