Hear happy aves singing and chirping away
As dark misty clouds hover the sky
Shrubs swaying and dancing to the tune of the breeze
Teardrops from the sky released
Washing away the travails of yesterday
All things bright and beautiful, the grass is greener
The ocean running fast to the meet the horizon
To welcome the emerging morning sun
The sun, the torch of the day
Making nooks and crannies become clear pathways
With a wide smile that yields warmth
And to a dying herb breath
We make hay while the sun shines
When the streets get busy as a beehive
Beautiful the colour variation when the sun sets
Giving way for an inevitable transition
The transition from light to darkness
Creeping in like a snake to it's residence
Where's the beauty in the ugliness of the night?
The answer written boldly in the wide blue sky
The stars trooping out in their aesthetics
Like an army set for operation
And the bright full moon creating an arena
For an audience for tales before slumber
Are you a poet? Do you love poetry?
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