Sunday Morning Poem by julio simon

Sunday Morning



I love Sunday mornings!

When the city barely babbles softly,
and only some rumors cut the song of the birds.
The calm is almost solid,
while the Sun turns my room orange,
and in my pupils.......
the moonlight says goodbye for a while.

Sunday, May 19, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: goodbye,love and life,morning
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 19 May 2019

A well texted and nicely thought out poem. Thanks for sharing, Julio.

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