She has a special siren song
Pastel paisley passion's dawn
She's aloof, but takes on airs
Wearing seashells in her hair
Abalone, mother of pearl
She has her arms 'round half the world
She chuckles softly with the birds
She speaks to stars without a word
She bids them run! She bids them hide!
She tucks the mountains to her side
When whispering she turns to wink
The morning sky will blush to pink!
YES! The thrashers laugh out loud!
She's tangled in the pewter clouds!
She whistles low her magic tune
The dew-soaked desert's her perfume
Though it's the sun she courts and woos
She entices all... the morning muse!
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/7/2016
This is the day that the Lord has made
Let us rejoice and be glad in it!
Good morning everyone!
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