As the golden sunshine greets a new morning,
I rise from bed refreshed and still yawning.
I cross the room lured through french doors,
By balcony blooms, green lake, and sycamores!
I delight in fragrance and in blissful views,
As I search eagerly for the golden day news.
Then barefoot I climb to the balcony railing,
Diving into clear green waters as birds sing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful morning news. I could feel the water. Enjoy the Festive Season, Thank You Evelyn
You are most welcome. I am so glad that you liked my imagery. Thank you for saying so. A blessed Christmas to you and yours!