Morning walk
Walking in the morning dew
A sparrow sings of a day so new
Hanging prisms that the spiders grew
Webs of Liquid crystals with the
Light so true
A gentle wind upon my face
As doves fly
With peaceful grace
A novel thing from the night grew
A refreshing feeling of the morning new
The lace that grew lavender blooms that smell like You
brings back peace to my heart
For this morning is a brand new start .
Scott lee baker
