Whispers of Dawn
A Sensory Ode to Nature's Gentle Embrace
A golden sunrise paints the sky,
Whispers of wind in leaves drift by.
The earth's warm touch beneath my feet,
Raindrops kiss with a taste so sweet.
The forest breathes, its soul complete.
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Aisha Shamim
I am Aisha Shamim, a professional teacher, researcher, and content writer specializing in pets, fitness, and science. My work blends research and creativity to produce engaging, SEO-optimized content.
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This poem is so elegant and lovely in its simplistic beauty.
Thank you so much
Lovely writing, Aisha.