What a glorious day ahead!A Poem by OnlymeMisty morning on a winters day. No one up. As so early. Streets are deserted and so beautifully peaceful. You could hear a pin drop on the pavement. The air is cold the mist is like a little screen in my face. It lifts and brightens up. I see a fox scurry past me. With his big bushy tail up straight. I think to myself. "Is He reporting back to the misses, for his early morning breakfast?". Then I start to hear, the early morning dawn chorus being. From the local birds in the neighbourhood. As the first shards of daybreak, starts to lift like the curtains, in your bedroom being drawn open in the morning. And shafts of light begin to appear. I watch the sunrise glow before my eyes. And I think to myself. What a glorious day ahead... As I start to take our dog for a walk in the local doggie park close to our house.
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