Sunday MorningA Poem by Greyson DavisonSunday Morning Wake upThe sun is bright, the breeze is cool, the breeze is light Watch out
The world’s behind you, the bed is warm, the bed is soft
Live up Beauty is at your door step, angels at your feet, angels
Relax Early sun snoops at your corner, this is every day, sun
Sleep
Listen to the birds hum and rattle, they call your name Breathe
Slow motions anticipate you now, move like sunbeams Lie down Lift your spirits, the world’s behind you, Sunday morning
© 2008 Greyson Davison |
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Added on July 24, 2008 Author
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