
Morning Has Began
Morning has began
a new day opens wide
light spills across the fields
birds rise in song
the air tastes fresh and sweet
Steps feel lighter
the sky holds no shadow
only the promise of hours ahead
each moment waiting to be lived
It is a happy glorious day
and I am here for it all
The breeze carries whispers of life
flowers turn their faces to the sun
trees sway as if dancing to the wind
I walk with my heart unburdened
the world feels gentle in its welcome
every breath is a gift
Time stretches without hurry
the day shines with quiet magic
and I am alive in its glow

About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️



Comments (3)
I am a morning person for if I remember right my mom said I was born very early one morning. There is nothing like watching a sunrise. Good job.
I love mornings, unless I have to work, but this morning is good
Beautiful view. Amazing