Walking in the Autumn Morn,
October chill upon the Air,
Late, Sol rises from the Celestial Bourn
To Kiss the Frost with Brazen Flair.
Smiling Morning, Singing Light,
Huddled in Evening’s Dulcet Affection,
Linger Warm upon my shoulder
Like sugar and spice Confection.
Silence Rouses from slumbering,
Midnight turns her Cheek away,
Daytide stretches forth her Hand,
In an Unsullied Surfeit Array.
~Morgan~
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Lovely Image found on Pinterest. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You~
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Wonderful poetry. Love the personification. There’s a sense of beauty to it too, very very beautiful
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Thank you so very very much 😊😊
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My absolute pleasure friend. Have a wonderful day.
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Beautiful poetry, Morgan.
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Beautiful poetry. Thank you for the uplifting words
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Truly delighted you like this 🙂
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