Dawn rises slowly
Like the sleepy
Dreams tucked eyes
Of a child
Glowing the skies
Change from darkness
To orange like
Large fires stoked
Back to life
By sharp sticks
Morning comes slowly
Like eggs in
A skillet bubbling
Yellow white brown
Category: Morning
SleepNow
And in the
Dark I sit
Waiting for the
World to awaken
You beside me
Still sleeping dreaming
What I wonder
Me awake wishing
You to stir
Like a spoon
In my coffee
But dare I
Not for you
Roar to life
Like a thundering
Chainsaw it’s best
To let you
Sleep like kittens
Morning
Oh the morning
Is blue blue
Blue blue like
A Robins next
Surrounded by green
Such colors like
The wet pallet
Of a fresh
Artist crisp like
Jelly beans everything
Is sweet today
Even my eyes
Having been blessed
By this glory
TheseAreHappiness
We think that
We feel a
Certain way when
In reality it’s
Just a thought
When you’re blue
Listen to the
Laughter of children
The bark of
A dog smell
A flower and
Hug a tree
These are the
Things of happiness
Not your mind
Happy
I’m happy for
No reason like
A child is
Happy simply to
Be outside or
Happy simply knowing
That there are
Presents at Christmas
Happy for everyone
Getting one it’s
A blessed feeling
Knowing that the
Angels kissed me
Last night granting
Me my wishes
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 