MorningA Poem by csproharA morning walk
Sleep, that sleepy slumber
As twilight combs the sky
And dew collects
On Leaves of grass
The sinewy serpent of night
Flees from the light
And the last shimmery moon beams
On casements catch
The morning star
Like the warm glow from the mountain rises
Cutting through the shroud of night
Pouring out the new light
Glistening on the dew
Sleep, that sleepy slumber
As twilight combs the sky
And dew collects
On leaves of grass
© 2008 csproharReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 25, 2008 AuthorcsproharOil City, PAAboutMarried since 1999 to the most wonderful woman in the world and have 4 children. Attended college and took every writing class that I could while majoring in Business. Been working on a book since 198.. more..Writing
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