Uninhibited, the day
Through the dark night finds its way
Pale its blush of rose expands
Tints the curve of common lands
Breathes to life earth’s color-scale
Folds with gold, night’s charcoal veil
Melts the stars from gilded clime
Melds another morn to Time
Peals with purple-misted toll
That which no man can control
© Janet Martin
Good Morning:)
First there is the line: "the day through the dark night, finds its way", then there is that photo of sun-frosted leaves with a welcoming cup of warm at the end. Lovely, just lovely.
ReplyDeleteWaiting for you to write a poem about frost. Please?
:) thank-you for reading and for the request. I can never promise a poem but I CAN always promise that I sure would love to try;-)
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