Dawn presses against brittle bark

Snuggles into the curved shadows of leaves unfolding

Creatures awaken with squawks and chirps

Soon a crescendo of voices sing

There is breakfast to fetch

Be it seed or nectar

As clouds roll in and lay heavy

Activity escalates

As impending rain makes its mark.

Until that time, I will walk on

Contemplating historic creatures

Wakening to a new day.




About Poetry Road/Marty Goes to Mars

Poetry storage, genealogy research and tribute to my grandson with Down Syndrome . Creativity is my outlet--expressions in acrylics, accomplished quilter , doll maker and writer. Please visit my shop sites. Thank you for stopping in!
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