8 AM

Euphoria

8 AM

 

The sun reflected so bright off the fresh snow you could barely open your eyes

  not sure which was more noticeable the mounds or the skies

How you would never know the color of the ground aside from white if you’d never been there before

  in the midst of it all it was a snowflake galore

In the stillness, nature was loud with paws pattering across the snow & crickets playing their song

Fresh air, refreshing, I could do this all day long 

8 AM was a beautiful time in the winter

 

Author's Note

Just some winter fun

Reviews

[J.R.H.]

Really enjoyed this poem. a soul can really expand in the mourning.

[SavyNess]

I am glad to hear so, I absolutely agree!

Thank you for taking time to read and respond.

[sinNsincerity]

This was such a delight to read and displayed such great imagery!
T.C.C.I.C

[SavyNess]

Thank you very very much, I appreciate it!

[KelWriter]

that painted a very nice picture indeed. Winter can be a surprisingly filled with so much warmth... for such a cold season

[SavyNess]

Thank you very much, I appreciate this, I do my best.

Winter is a beautiful season full of many beautiful things.

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice poem for Winter. I like the morning. Seem more peaceful and calm. Your good description create good places and visions. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[SavyNess]

Thank you very much , I did my best.
I appreciate your response.

[Coyote Poetry]

You did very well and you are welcome.