An April Morning Poem by David Harris

An April Morning



The morning awakes
with a cloudless sky
with the air cool and fresh
that you go outside
and sit a while
in the refreshing air
of an April morning.

The sun greets the morning
with its warming rays
and much promise of a lovely day.
You breathe in deeply
the nectar of life,
of this fresh air
of an April morning.

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David Harris

David Harris

Bradfield, England
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