Bed springs ping
as I spring out of bed,
fling the window wide,
let in the air,
brimming with fluttering wings.
Listen to blackbird sing,
bringing morning to the hedge.
Sling on any old thing,
greet the day
with a spring in my step.
Written by https://janedougherty.wordpress.com
DancingStairsDownswing
Swing… Slipping
on sparkling bling..
Dancing stairs, downswing
accumulating, acquiring
mornings
soft rainbow sunshine brightness
within a honest,
heavenly likeness…
Wellspring gift
of Mrs. Nature’s assembling..
The balancing of a day
you lov, too bring…
Written by myself!
DancingStairsDownswing
My morning listen music by
Michael Jackson LiVE Munich 1997
You could dance to this poem 🙂
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i hope you don’t mind,
that i’ve stolen, one of your piece of written history…
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All words are free. You can borrow my particular arrangement of them whenever you like 🙂
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(((THANK YOU DARLING)))
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