Morning has mended

Here’s to the gently stretched legs-

To the sleepy roll over;

furtive clock glances. A grin.

The ‘not yet up time’.

Before anything moves but colour,

peaceful in cool sheets rippling

as waves on dawn’s sea.

Just before the birds wake,

In this womb of light.

 

Copyright Tom Tide 2017

 

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