As Morning Comes Poem by Anil Kumar Panda

Morning comes with wind
Making its soothing sound
Like tiny diamond nuggets
Dew drops litter the ground

My heart yearns for love
As I wake up to a new day
I watch birds kiss and hug
In trees and on stacks of hay

Morning comes with its
Colors in the fresh flowers
With sweet scents flitting
In the air in the early hours

My heart yearns for you
By the shining stream I wait
I hum a song of love for you
Come without making late