#SampleSunday ~ BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAIN MORNING

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

07/13/10