Peter Knight
Sunrise bell is peeling
comes the morning feeling
as sunlight is revealing
what darkness was concealing
we rise
we fix our eyes
on the dawning
knowing miracles are possible
our heart spawns a melody
which the daybreak chorus swells
morning spreads its magic spells
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rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: dVerse
Lovely poem.
Thank you Arcadia… 🙂
Another quadrille with distinctive sounds in the rhymes, Rob! I especially love the internal rhyme of ‘miracles are possible’ and the final couplet.
Thank you so much Kim — I love Quadrillesm! 🙂
Wonderful again, Rob. Here Comes the Sun, indeed. A fav, well covered. 🙂
Thank you again, my friend! ?????
It sure does! Beautiful quadrille, Rob. ??????
Thank you Punam! 🙂