I rise in the morning
The sun still asleep
The moon has gone
From the sky
The cars are not growling
The sidewalks are clear
Even the birds still slumber
No cars horn are beeping
No shouting or calling
The rings of the phones
Are still silent
No planes overhead
No dogs underfoot
I can hear the beat of my heart
The breeze moves my hair
And kisses my cheek
And all is right with the world.
The best time of the day – beautiful, Pam.
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Thanks Dan. Definitely my favourite time of day.
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Aw this is lovely. You have captured that magical, peaceful time so well 😀
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Thank you so much my friend!
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You’re welcome 😀
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Sorry to sound like a “copy cat “, but my first thought when I read your sweet poem was, “Best time of the day!” Everything is still so peaceful and promising. Ahh, and then the day begins in earnest. Now that requires another and different poem my friend! Lol.
🔹 Ginger 🔹
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oooh, you may have sparked an idea!
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Peace…..nice capture of a moment Pam.😃
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Thank you.
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Beautiful morning image. Thanks, Pamela
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I am glad you liked it John.
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