Saturday, 4 March 2017

For Now It Is Sunday

Sunday morning with a hint of sun
Bringing vigour to my eyes
No need of weekday urgency
This is my Sunday morning prize

Right now I feel good morning
Something changing in the air
Eager stirring in a sleepy nest
Springtime peaceful without care

I’ll pace my steps in dance time
A tiptoe easy gliding beat
Floating silky on a daybreak cloud
Sunday morning springtime sweet

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