The Morning song

early morning the sun glows,
the cool breeze that blows,
th red silkworm crawl slow,
on the muddy water that flows
the bird gleefully sing,
the squirrels that run,
animal made different sounds,
for everyone its prayer time,
the earth bath in pure sunrays,
the temple bell ringing far away,
all the creatures sing together,
music is flowing all around,
its everyday.s morning song

poem by renu Vig sharma sharma
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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