For What Lies Hidden

A collection of all my poetry in an order I think makes reading it even more fun and exciting.


27. Gift of Morning

It's a beautiful morning,

The day just dawning

But I'm already out walking

And to myself am talking.


Accompanied by my thoughts

Imported or exported from many ports

To entertain me as I stroll

And decide the fate of my soul.


The sky is crystal clear,

Trees surround me here.

Birds in the hedgerows

Chirping in delightful prose.


Tulips and daffodils

Shimmer on the hills

Whilst primroses and pansies

Line up beneath the trees.


Nature catches my breath,

Holding me close to death

For never lovelier day has there been

When I am free to sit and dream.

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