Sun Gazing.
Sun gazing.Written by Louise E.
I gaze at the sun,
That tries to get through,
The gray morning sky.
The mist,
Has caught the circle,
Of this bright shining,
Sunny ball of fire.
That is gently spreading,
It's warmth over,
Trees and fields.
The frost on the ground,
Gently sparkling,
Towards its shine.
Misty is the morning,
As I walk on by,
And see the glory,
Of the sun,
Shining through the clouds,
Of gray on a cold,
Winters morning.
I smile and follow my path,
Home to a cup of warm,
Lovely chocolate milk,
And a gentle fire,
In the fire place.
Taking with me the memory,
Of this beautiful,
Misty morning.
Poetry by Louise 55
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Written on 2017-07-24 at 08:11
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