Morning

April 9, 2011
By BeautifulFreedom SILVER, Clearfield, Utah
BeautifulFreedom SILVER, Clearfield, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
"It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone."
~ Rose Kennedy


The bright morning sun shines over the rising participants.
The pine tree's scent and
Roaming wisps of gray, white smoke ascend
Into the light blue sky.
Dancing bees circle ruby- red poppies,
Stealing their sweet nectar,
To their buzzing hive they flee.

A fire burns- blue, red, yellow, orange,
Old ashes tremble in their wake.
A family gathers around the growing circle of warmth,
As the sparkling sun continues to seek the forbidden shadows
Of the tall pines.

The morning sounds of restless slumber,
filling the ears of anyone willing to listen to the
Still softness of the cool brisk air and the
Yawning dawn of the waking morning.


The author's comments:
I wrote this when I went camping. I had gotten up early because I could no longer sleep. This is what I saw as I got out of my tent.

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