To the Maker of the View
written by: JAnn Bowers
@Echoic_JAnn
The colors of dawn
Shine through my window bay
The soft chill of fall
Whispers gently in my ear
The soft tender yellows of leaves
Speak of solitude and peace
As they trickle down
The rustic browns
Of shimmered light
Beacons through the trees with delight
The bright orange of the sunrise
As I smell of pumpkin and spice
Steaming from my morning brew
As dawn drew
I say a thank you
To the maker of the view.
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