A Christmas Wish List

A handful of Stardust,

Jewels from the sea,

A memory of moments

Time spent with you

Sunshine and Roses

Droplets of dew

Sand in my toes

A Dip in the Ocean

Shared with you

How can I ask for things I don’t need?

There is nothing I want

Except

A Smile on your face

Giggles and Laughs

Quiet gentle moments

Hands entwined

A kiss on the lips

A hug held tightly

Time spent with you

 

 

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Worth getting up for

This is the sort of morning that

The dew sparkles on the grass

The sun shines through the trees

Casing elongated shadows

Adorning the deep leaf carpet

The nip in the air tingles on the lips

Spider’s webs wait, hang between trees

Holding diamond droplets of dew

Waiting to stick to my face

Water bubbles and trickles

Gently meandering downstream

Birds gentling singing

In the canopy above

I stand in the warm sun

And close my eyes

It could almost be summer

Then the nip of the air

Tingles on my lips

And I remember autumn has arrived

And this is a day

Worth getting up for.

Feet don’t touch the ground

Alarm wakes me at 5

Doves coos are deafening

Sun ray yet to warm

Dew soaks the grass

Time is of the essence

Walking dog in the woods

No time for delay

Don’t disappear, not today

Kettle boils slowly,

Or is it me in a rush?

Car to the garage

Wait, time ticks again

Then hurry to work

No time for lunch

No time to stop, to breath

To think

Then work finishes

Time for a drink

Too tired, too rushed

Time to sleep

Feet don’t touch the ground

Tomorrow will be slower

And time will wait.

This is the day

morning

This is the day of morning dew

White cherry blossom, a canopy of shade

Bright Shards of sunlight, streaming through

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Sweet perfumes carried in the breeze

Droplets of dew sit like jewels,on the grass

This is the day of morning dew

.

Sharp blue skies, puffy white clouds

Uplifting sunbeams, shine on my face

Droplets of dew sit like jewels,on the grass

.

Buds on trees waiting to burst

Heady scent rising from carpets of blue

Uplifting sunbeams, shine on my face

.

Dawn chorus awakens the season

This is the day of morning dew

Heady scent rising from carpets of blue

Bright Shards of sunlight, streaming through

Persimmon Sun

Persimmon Sun rises in the east,

It shines like a bright jewel in the sky

Catching its warm rays on my face

I bask in the early morning sun

 

The blue sky stretches as far as I can see

There are no clouds to taint it

There is  a freshness to the morning air

A slight chill in the soft breeze

 

In the distance there is a mist so strange

Just the tops of the trees peep though it

Above the sky is clear and blue

Underneath is lost for the moment

 

Its five in the morning, there is nothing quite like it

The morning dew shines in the orange light

There is an innocence at this time of the day

A purity that is refreshing as a new day dawns.