Morning: a poem
1 min readSep 4, 2020
Morning
the coolest time of day
full of dew and promise
hours open before you
the sun yet rising
flowers facing the beams,
following the warmth across the sky
as the day lengthens
did you know
if the sun is not available
to retain warmth
sunflowers will face each other?
on those mornings
when you awake
and clouds obscure your skies
threatening storms
on those bad days
my dear
instead of lamenting the grey
look not to the lightning
nor drown your sorrow in the rain
but turn your face instead
towards mine
and we shall be
each other’s light
Tansy Julie Soaring Eagle Paschold
August 25, 2020
Norfolk Public Library Writing Lab prompt
