Spare moments

There is dew on the grass. Untouched and clean.
A kookaburra flies past. Silent and free.
The dog goes nuts as I walk out the door.
The sun is rising, the fog is lifting.
The roses are waiting for their time to shine.
The house is quiet for a few more minutes,
as I sip my morning coffee.






A little something to keep you going while I work out what I’m doing.
Have a great day 🙂

15 responses to “Spare moments

  1. I swear, i never tire of looking at pictures of sunsets and sunrises 🙂


  2. Beautiful pics, and what a beautiful view you have. I think I’ll have some coffee now and pretend I’m at your house. 🙂


  3. Beautiful pics Jen, and I can so relate to your poem. Those are the mornings that make my heart sing.


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