
Another sunrise stirring
Playful sunbeams wakening
Night’s peaceful slumber fading
Nature’s gift deserves praising
Quiet, gentle breeze breathing
Summer’s garden rejoicing
Big sky’s blue hues revealing
Nature’s paradise smiling
Time searches, never pausing
Mysteries for exploring
Future chapters inviting
Nature’s narrative writing
Landscape’s tune humming
Joy dances, everlasting
Morning flows with each painting
Nature’s canvas, spellbinding

Beautiful words. That could be Paul, painting that glorious scene.
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Kathy, I appreciate your kind words, and yes . . . I can see Paul painting to his heart’s content.
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A wonderful poem about sunrise!
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Susan, thank you for your kind affirmation. Nature is a endless subject to write about.
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what a wonderful way to think of my favorite time of day…
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Jim, I appreciate your kind words. Morning is my favorite time as well.
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I also prefer the sunrise to the sunset, although both are worth seeing…
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Love the morning
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Ditto!
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Beautiful words! So well written.
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Jan, thanks for your sharing these kind words. Once in awhile my poetry finds the right message and rhythm. I hope you and Bob are enjoying Switzerland to the nth degree.
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Another occasion for thanksgiving
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Michael, I couldn’t agree more. Experiencing the gifts of morning is the best way to start any day.
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Eileen, thanks for sharing this poem with your readers. May this week share a special blessing.
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Beautiful! The photo goes perfectly with the poem as well!
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Linda, thanks so much for reading and sharing these kind words.
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