9 September 2012
Bright, Blinding my sight
This glorious sunlight
So fresh yet still warm
An early morning walk all peaceful and calm
The rolling green fields
The trees waving, acting like dancing shields
The refreshing smell of morning dew
Sat on a hill savouring this view
A tiny field mouse scurries by
No time to stop and sigh
Gazing at the morning sun
Who'd of known getting up early would be so much fun
Sunday Mornings Are Made For This • Opuss № I