Morning Glory (a limerick)

The beautiful red and gold shimmerings of the rising sun streak across the stippled clouds, contrasting with the iridescent blue morning sky.

The beautiful morning sky
assails my sleepy eyes.
It stirs my soul
as in days of ol’
when she brought a smile to thine.

~ elr


I wrote this little poem while sitting in my car, looking at the morning sunrise in the photo above.


Image: E.L. Redwine

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