The early sun awakens the morn,
life clings to the old wood!
“Good morning” thankful for breath of life!
The last few tiny drops of dew glisten, shiver as they
make haste to return whence they came.
In the distance the cardinal scolds warns he is on his way!
I hear the wings of the morning dove hovering, respecting pecking order
at the congested feeder,
Turning my head slightly I observe the tiny bright golden finch, nervously fluttering
seems troubled for his breakfast.
Another distant warning is sounded, etching closer with each burst of flight!
There it is! The first song of the robin coaxing its young ones out of the nest! Slowly careful not to disturb, quick capture brilliance of life!
Shutter speed startles an infant bunny, in a flash it disappears clinging to safety of garden foliage still nervous of life on its own.
My awakening moments spent with the morning…
The sun has kissed the tips of the trees..
The city awakes, the magic is gone.
Kathy J Snow©