Blessed
~
The dawn awakes a tapestry
of painted clouds in pastel hues
A perfect morning’s majesty
as joy is found within its views
Where silhouettes so far away
still slumber ‘neath these colors bright
Enhance this elegant display
such beauty in this early sight
And as I stare the heavens blue
upon this gift now offered me
My mind can’t help but know it’s true
that I am blessed in all I see
~
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2020
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