Morning Glory
It rained all day,
And again all night,
A cloudy sky,
I let out a sigh.
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At the break of dawn,
Waking up to a yawn,
Smile on my sleepy face,
Brightens seeing a different pace.
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OORHANGE as it can get,
Opposite to the west,
Comes from under,
How glorious - I wonder.
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Sat up on my bed,
Ever so eager,
Watching mild fire,
Growing wilder.
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From pink to orange,
And sky so blue,
Clouds all white,
Was a pretty sight.
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The morning glory,
True to its story,
Came up higher,
Sight grew dimmer.
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Could stare no more,
Brightness hit the door,
Pulled the screen,
Getting back to the dream.
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Closed my eyes, (capturing the moments)
Let out a sigh,
For nature’s beauty,
Is more than just lovely.
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posted by Illusion at 11:52 PM
2 Comments:
Rainy days, miss that smell
Of wet grass and muddy puddles
Dreams of dancing and singing
getting wet in the rain
Shivering in the cold
running in for a hot coffee
dirty shoes or bare feet
wet clothes or naked skin
the rain , the rain, the rain
feels the same same same
Oh ya, I absolutely love a rainy day/night. Not to mention that deep smell of earth and greens. The sounds - like pitter patter :) Getting wet is totally fun, but stay clear from the trees if u dont want to get hit by a lightning.
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