SeaShellMorn


And there above

The tree line

Hangs shadowed streaks

Of angels wings

Fluffy and plump

Remnants of last

Nights heavenly play

Uplit by Saul’s

Slow waking below

The sky shimmers

Like the insides

Of sea shells

Pink and blue

While the shade

Of night rolls

Up far west

Lovers wake with

Kisses and hugs

And morning coffee

Starting this day