I HEAR THE MORNING SUN RISE


I hear the morning Sun rise
The snow crackling with the warmth
The dew evaporating from newly sprouted leaves
Children talking as they walk to school

The Sun hits its zenith
The snow is gone now
The trees blow in a gentle breeze
Children play in the warmth of the day laughing

Twilight comes upon the world suddenly
The clouds change hues
The wind speeds down the mountain side
It's time for dinner the streets are silent

Night, darkness peace
The City is quiet
People walking through downtown
Silently talking of the day which passed

All asleep now
Not a sound
Just whispers
Dreams

I hear the morning Sun rise


Michael V Hechtman