An early Morning in June
When the sun is in the east
and aperture drops of dew
even in damp grass
Hear the birds singing from the trees
feel fragrance from land and meadow
I want to stop time
Once the soil is in bloom
and forget the winter's cold
in a perpetual second
Hear the birds singing from the trees
feel fragrance of forest and meadow
©Maria Silvia
Poetry by Maria Silvia
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Written on 2013-07-31 at 10:25
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June Morning
I want to stop timeWhen the sun is in the east
and aperture drops of dew
even in damp grass
Hear the birds singing from the trees
feel fragrance from land and meadow
I want to stop time
Once the soil is in bloom
and forget the winter's cold
in a perpetual second
Hear the birds singing from the trees
feel fragrance of forest and meadow
©Maria Silvia
Poetry by Maria Silvia
Read 742 times
Written on 2013-07-31 at 10:25
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