A gush of breeze right across your face
A word of affection, a touch of tenderness
A sweet voice like God hath spoken himself
A cry of dignity, an ardent need to express.
Getting fully soaked in heavy rain
Special people to share times of pain
Waking up at four to watch the rising sun
A hasty unplanned trip made just for fun.
Waking up to the sound of bird and bee
A lovely morning walking quietly by the sea
The heavy uproar of waves clashing the shore
A delightful feast that leaves you asking for more.
What strikes me to write a poem, I cannot tell
A chord of harmony in the environment
Just like the bloom of flowers making the heart rejoice
My poetry is an expression of a Heavenly voice.
A word of affection, a touch of tenderness
A sweet voice like God hath spoken himself
A cry of dignity, an ardent need to express.
Getting fully soaked in heavy rain
Special people to share times of pain
Waking up at four to watch the rising sun
A hasty unplanned trip made just for fun.
Waking up to the sound of bird and bee
A lovely morning walking quietly by the sea
The heavy uproar of waves clashing the shore
A delightful feast that leaves you asking for more.
What strikes me to write a poem, I cannot tell
A chord of harmony in the environment
Just like the bloom of flowers making the heart rejoice
My poetry is an expression of a Heavenly voice.