Outside her house
Her morning has broken
She sees her dawn’s golden light
Her eyes are bright
It ain’t misty
Her face full of love
Her hair wet with dew
Her mind deep in the woods
Moving down into the jungle
Ready for the day.
She sees light
The sky is blooming
It opened only for her
The sun is shining
Its rays making graphics
Depicting God’s artwork
Giving her that bee-feeling
Directing her
To some sort of nectar
From some blooming flowers
Her being in nature
Gives her a poetic mood.

Author: sander_ochy

I am a journalist, a poet, a spoken word artist, a writer, and performer. Life is all I write about. #Freeverse254

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