OakTree Poetry

FOR ME, MY FAMILY AND MY FRIENDS........BUT WELCOME TO ALL WHO STUMBLE ACROSS THIS SITE

Misty Morn, Thank you Richard

 

MISTY MORN

I CHOOSE TO DESCEND TO THE WATERS EDGE

AND DIP MY TOE IN THE MORNING MIST

TO STAND ON THE BANK, A SIMPLE LEDGE

A VIEW TO UPHOLD AND NOT BE MISSED

A WISP OF WHITE HAIR TO CROWN THE LAKE

GENTLY SWIRLING IN AN UNSEEN BREEZE

A PICTURE OF BEAUTY, MY CAMERA EYE TO TAKE

TO HOLD MY MEMORY IS ONE OF EASE

YET OF ALL THE PANORAMA BREATHED

IS THE MORNING SUN OF BLISS

THIS MIST THE BREATH OF TREES RELIEVED

WHO WOULD WISH TO MISS THIS?