Graphic by Danny Flynn Combined Poems of Bob and Diana First Poem on page by Diana Followed by a beautiful Poem written by Bob Summer Days
The brilliance of the sun Embraces all it sees Harshness of the brightest lights Call out to waken me Sunbeams dancing upon my sleepy eyes Warming my skin with their gentle touch Do I ignore this invitation sent? Or go back into my land of dreams, Filled with fantasies of love?
Birds sing out in a rhapsody Leaving notes now playing in my mind Flowers bloom with abandon Mixed fragrances now filling up my senses Trees standing tall and mighty Branches reaching for the sky Is this God's way of glorifying my morning? Or just hopes of finding Beauty within my simple life?
The feel of dew beneath my cautious step Mist embracing my gentle waking breath Walking into the Sunrise Leaving night behind Am I walking into God's made Heaven? Or am I walking into mine?
Sounds of nature…
The mornings are quiet, Except for crickets and birds. The sounds are so different, As wildlife speaks its words.
The undisturbed countryside, Is a site to behold, Where our countrymen traveled, In days of olde.
No planned roadways, And undisturbed streams, The air is so clean, And refreshing to breathe.
The hummingbird drinks nectar, From the feeder out back, You can hear its wings humming, As it hovers in a perfect knack.
I hear the babbling brook, From across the pasture, And I can see the deer feeding, As hillsides hum in perfect rapture.
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