![]() GardenA Poem by Simon Welsh![]() Some mornings are like the melodies of unwritten songs![]()
Some mornings are like the melodies of unwritten songs
cradling me in beautiful thoughts of places I've never been I can see the grey dissolve into the pale silver of the day and as the dew dries on the hills I can finally awaken I feel like a poem unwritten but kept firmly in mind maybe in someone's dream I can mean something But for now, let me rest as the birdsong flutters and I believe I'm lying on the lone cloud passing above There's a spider web stretching out above the bluebells maybe soon I'll walk between each yawning flower So the rain may have fallen not so long ago now it makes this beautiful garden shimmer © 2013 Simon WelshFeatured Review
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