Bathed in the golden glow
Of the morn the valley looks
Fresh and new under the sky
Bringing with it the fragrances
Of wild flowers the cool wind
Over the green grasses passes by
Incessant chips of birds and
Humming of bees fill the air as
The new sun appears in the east
To the travelers a fresh world
Is revealed when arrows of light
Pierced through the walls of mist
The new sun appears in the east To the travelers a fresh world Is revealed when arrows of light Pierced through the walls of mist......so hopeful morning words. Thank-you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very sweet good morning poem! Thanks for sharing.. Top 🌟