MORNING YAWN

I love the blush of early morning breeze,
That beams so rosy
sparkling over the
verdant lawn
It gems the crystal dew.

The night has melted into a day,
The crowing bird breaks the silence
then I yawn with a
smile,
My soul, fresh-winged
upsoars as if I’m reborn.

Written by: Fred Oreva
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

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