Spirits Beckoned - Poem

in #esteem5 years ago

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Sleep not a guest anymore,
It was hours since last one.

Yet fresh as a flower,
The morning rose with a promise.

Yearning with a smile,
Heart fluttering abound.

Waiting patiently,
For a short time in anticipation.

A greeting made,
Talks done with the bird.

The strawberry fields to the delight,
Of the sense of smell.

Closer until the icy rushing feeling,
It was the best flower in the forest.

The bee came a minute later,
But over the flower it pondered.

All over again,
And again the spirits beckoned.

Lasted only until exhaustion took over,
It was time for a deep slumber.

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