A simple morning
Sweet the bird sings
A soft gentle rain
Of blessing it brings
Colors of autumn
A masterpiece
Embrace of surrounding
In gifting of peace
Warm the light filters
In love that it flows
A calling of stillness
That the soul knows
A prayer to fall into
A knowing of grace
For I see You
All over the place
DarylMadden 
Your poem reminds me of simple mornings, my favorite time.
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