Photo by author:Nov 12, 2017
‘He made the world to be a grassy road
Before her wandering feet.’ – W. B. Yeats
O’ morning bloom
Cheeks turned lovely pink
Gently touched by rising sun
One look at nature’s boon
All it took
To shrug off the gloom
O’ morning bloom
Fill my heart with joy
Banishing dark, gory mood
What a joy to behold
Your smiling, radiant face
Warming my heart
Driving away chilling cold
O’ morning bloom
Spread the joy all around
For a moment
Give us hope
Push away thoughts
Of dawning doom
This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s A Month (November) with Yeats Challenge day Twelve
Fleeting Muse 