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Seasons Dawn

Cold shivering limbs,
Wrapped in morning mist.
Tired eyes gazing out,
upon the sky sun kissed.

Blue jay’s sing a song,
welcoming the day’s light.
Beams of light ascend down,
from heaven ending the night.

Bright blue sky’s,
dotted with thick and thin clouds.
Holding tranquil beauty,
earth so silent, so loved.

Wee ones yawn and stretch,
awaking fresh feeling new.
Green grass and squishing mud,
glistening with crystal dew.

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Jimmy Arnold

Amanda,

Wonderful poem, in fact several (Haikus) in one large, long one...A true awakening of the season of spring and a poem well written....

Cheers,

Jim

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Amanda Reslink

Thank you, and I am glad you enjoyed it. Also thank you for pointing out I had used haikus in a string I actually didn't do that on purpose.

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Amanda Reslink

Amazing season, beautiful dawn, My applause, My vote 5*

Bright blue sky’s,
dotted with thick and thin clouds.
Holding tranquil beauty,
earth so silent, so loved.

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Ravindra Kumar

Proper picture of the alluring season with sweet display of magic words. I love it. No doubt, the poem is well enough to attract attention of very reader.

Ravindra Kumar

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Richard Waters

Beautiful ! A very captivating style ! Thoroughly enjoyed !

Thanks for sharing !  :)

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