VELVET MORNING

Velvet Morning 

I was awake early this morning

And the grass was damp with dew,

I sat outside and waited

For the dawn to come peeping through.

I took my cup of coffee with me

And waited for the dayspring

Soon the sky was changing

And the birds were on the wing.

I watched as oh so gently

Mother Nature drew the curtain back

Revealing many muted colours ~

No more velvet black.

Soft and fluffy clouds appeared

In a silver grey blue sky

A waxing gibbous moon still lingered

In the quiet morning sky.

Morning noises soon were heard

As neighbours left for toil,

The beauty of this morning

None could ever spoil.

A spider kept on working 

And his web was damp with dew

The diamond dew drops thrilled me

The world was born anew.

A time of peace and solace

A time quite set apart

When I communed with nature

Face to face, and heart to heart.

© Linda J. Vaughan

February 2st. 2013

MY MORNING

MY MORNING

I watched the dawn this morning

And felt some peace and calm,

I felt the velvet wings of morning

Shelter me from harm.

I listened to the quiet this morning

And found some sweet release,

I heard the birds’ first songs

And I felt the world at peace.

I watched the sunrise this morning

And saw an artist’s hand,

I saw the paint upon the canvas

And the way that it is planned.

I saw the dew upon the rose this morning

And walked on dew kissed grass,

I knew these early morning delights

Would very quickly pass.

I offered up my thanks this morning

From a heart that knows some fears,

I experienced the miracle of morning

And quietly wiped away my tears.

I watched the dawn this morning

And saw so many things

I gathered strength this morning

For whatever my day brings.

© Linda J. Vaughan

WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS

WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS.

My life has been a journey

Enveloped in the mists of time

The beauty of a peaceful lake

Has often been mine.

I have seen the mists of morning

Wafting gently through the glen

Reminding me that seasons change

And the time comes round again.

I have stood in wonder

As the damp mist touched my hair

I have relished the misty quiet

And felt your presence there.

I have felt the mist around me

As your arms have been before,

I have special memories 

That will last forever more.

I have seen the mists arising

As the sun came breaking through

I have stood in silence 

And often thought of you.

The day moved on to sunshine

The damp ground soon was dry

I sought you in the afternoon

I hope you heard my cry.

Evening came and the dew was falling

And the mists of evening came

Hovered over a silent lake

And I heard you call my name.

Was it my imagination

Or where you really there?

Would we view the mist together

Would I feel your care?

Would the haunting mist enthrall us

And carry our thoughts away

Would we find peace and calm

At the end of a difficult day?

Would I feel your arms around me

Would my hair be gently kissed?

Wherever you are my Darling

Walk safely through the mist.

© Linda J. Vaughan

April 23rd. 2012