Morning Walk

Awakening amber of the sun cresting dawn
Dew moistened flowers awaiting their golden orb of life
Wild flowers at sunrise are natures gift to me
Sheen of the suns first gleem upon the forest floiage
Scurring squirrels collecting their winter harvest
Soft innocent spots of a bedded down fawn
And the final call of the midnight owl
I love the woods on a cool autumn dawn
And to walk hand and hand with you there
Has only added to its charm
Thank you my sweet for sharing my morning walk