Sunrise
The beauty of a sunrise is dawning upon me,
The glories of the morning, with cool and gentle breeze
The dew in glist'ning droplets reflect an early ray,
To herald the beginning; this new and wondrous day
The birds begin their chorus, it echoes in the trees
The bees abuzz collecting sweet nectar merrily
The flowers greet the morning and drink the early dew
The forest is awakening, to meet a day that's new
by David C Rogers
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upnorthdavid
David grew up in Mexico. He brings a unique perspective to life in rural Michigan. Most of his poems are written spontaneously, as things catch his attention or humor him. Some of his pieces are lighthearted while others broach deeper subjects. Coffee, DIY projects, and writing are his passion. Most his poems are structured, but he does enjoy writing free verse writing from time to time.
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