Summer Dawn

A Poem By Bernadette // 7/30/2009


The birds start a-singing
As the warm sun glows
And the trees start a-leaning 
As the wind does blow
And the grass starts a-glowing
As the gold finch flutters
And the bushes start a-beaming
As the gray shadows dance
And the flowers start a-blooming
As the deer leaves its rest
And the leaves start a-sparkling 
As the sun is looking down
And the clouds start a-gathering
As the dew is fare welling
And the morning starts a-coming
As the summer sings dawn



This was toooo awesome!!! It was just beautiful!!!! I love the whole style of it!!! It sounds like a minstrel wrote it!!!! Great job!!!

Elizabeth | Wed, 08/19/2009


The Holy Spirit is the quiet guest of our soul." -St. Augustine

Yeah, what she said.

Yeah, what she said.

The Brit | Sat, 08/22/2009


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