Sunday, March 6, 2011


I can't help but think of better weather on this dark cold rainy day.  I have to remind myself that this is just a passing season and that the sun will shine bright and warm again.  This week for #SampleSunday, I decided to post a poem that I wrote last July; hope it brightens your day.  : )

B L U E  R I D G E  M O U N T A I N  M O R N I N G

Misty covered mountains
Roll away with the dawn
The sun begins to rise
Now I stretch my arms and yawn

But the beauty holds me captive
As I stop to take a look
The view outside my window
Is worth writing in a book

To stop time frozen
For the beauty that I see
To hold onto this moment
It still amazes me

Green mountains rise up
Ridge upon ridge unfold
They stand firm and proud
And have since days of old

A bright red cardinal
Swoops down upon his prey
A caterpillar crawling
Who had come to greet the day

Now a black crow comes
And attempts to steal the prize
The cardinal is too quick
And away he swiftly flies

The butterflies and dragonflies
Are warming up their wings
They begin to circle my garden
Searching out tasty things

A brown rabbit slowly hops
From beneath a berry bower
He cannot resist the taste
Of a golden dandelion flower

As the sun warms the earth
A speckled fawn begins to play
His white tail mother joins him
And cautiously leads the way

They two enjoy a quiet moment
While the world is still asleep
They love my private garden
Where they find a safe retreat

It’s just a simple garden
With an archway painted white
Where oaks, maples, and pines
Encircle and keep it from sight

It’s a place I go to meditate
A place where I can be alone
I let go of needless worries
Sitting on my bench of stone

I thank my Creator
For the beauty He has made
I sing a happy tune
And there leave my troubles laid

On a morning such as this
There’s no place I’d rather be
Some do like the City life
But the Blue Ridge Mountains are for me

Sheri L. Swift


  1. Great poem, Sheri. I really enjoyed it.

  2. Thank you Don! Lol! I just saw this! ; )