MorningA Poem by csproharA morning walk
Sleep, that sleepy slumber
As twilight combs the sky
And dew collects
On Leaves of grass
The sinewy serpent of night
Flees from the light
And the last shimmery moon beams
On casements catch
The morning star
Like the warm glow from the mountain rises
Cutting through the shroud of night
Pouring out the new light
Glistening on the dew
Sleep, that sleepy slumber
As twilight combs the sky
And dew collects
On leaves of grass
© 2008 csproharReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 25, 2008 AuthorcsproharOil City, PAAboutI have been working on a book since 1988. (Started writing it in my 7th grade life science class) I have even went so far as creating my hero in an online game to generate adventure ideas for my lates.. more..Writing
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