Morning Wind

Robin calls across the way,
“Wake up, my friend,
embrace the day.”

And Sunshine’s dancing, prancing beams
bid me to follow,
dismiss my dreams.

Still one more darling friend I meet
once dressed and walking down the street.
She snatches at my coat and hat,
ruffles my hair–
I don’t like that.

But one thing I can’t fail to mention,
she wakes me up,
grabs my attention,
uplifts my gaze
expands my heart,
and sets me right before we part.

11 thoughts on “Morning Wind

  1. Sooooo sweet and joyful. Missed your words, darling singing child – hopping and skipping in the streets with sunbeams dancing with you and spring breeze ruffling your hair. *eight feet prancing as one*

    1. oh, I love the picture of you and I and Ari delighting in early Spring…thank you, sweetest Krishnapriya…blessings and love and many hugs…*yellow butterflies dancing over daffodils*

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