Misty Morn

In the misty morn

The tree stand strong

Descending it's roots

Deeply into the earth

Holding it's branches

Tall and strong

Reaching to the moon

On a misty Morn

Each day we wake

With things to do

Life moves forward

Into you

Coffee strong

Breakfast cooked

Clothes put on

Off to work

A day spent

Away from those

We love

Doing what we need

To do to make a life

For our heart strings

Children, husbands,

Dogs and cats

Bosses demand

Customers need

We choose to let

Them affect us

But we must do 

What we must do

Stepping out

To start our day

Knowing we can

Succeed in life

Out the door

Upward we look

To see the 

Misty Morn.

Reviews

[Mark]

The misty morn: an allegory of the uncertainty of the day's events, or of life as a whole? Do you represent that, even though the road may be obfuscated, the voyage must nevertheless be undertaken? And, of course, as is the wont of fog, it WILL dissipate faster, if you refuse to be hemmed in by it!

[Constance Payne]

This was a "life as a whole" moment, but in the moment of the start of that day.
Dissipation is a good thing.
Thank You for reading

[Chris]

I paused to touch the "magyk"... and wasn't disappointed.

Hi Constance.

[Constance Payne]

Thank You for reading.

[Chris]

Thank you for the pics and writing

[Claire Twinn]

Every day we step out of our cosy homes and fight the world.

[Constance Payne]

I often think it is the fight that keeps us alive.
Thank you for reading.