Spring Morn Poem by Daniel Miltz

Spring Morn



Spring flowers bow down
To the night stars in small-town
While morning smiles in pride
Songbirds sing to the heaven wide
Yawning brightly in glee
A rising floweret rises interestingly
Hence, as nature surges majestically
The foreday wind blows jolly
Softly through, the treetops wavy
Whilst forenoon breathes in raindrop windy

© daniel miltz

Spring Morn
Thursday, March 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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