Door knob turns,
in patter small feet.
The start of my day,
is a whispering "good morning daddy it's time to play".
Standing there eyes smiling,
those Fluttering toes in anticipation for me to rise.
A joyful occasion for us to wake,
and listen to the birds sing their morning song.
Author notes
Charles M. Wilkins
A contest entry
- Creations From The Heart Daughters by creationsfromheart.
375 points, ended December 10, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What is something when its nothing but still something as if it were nothing?
Comments
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A good write. Heartfelt. Touching. You paint a delightful picture with this piece. Thanks for sharing.
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I love this - a perspective from the other side - nicely penned
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So Nice
awww--this so very pretty!!!!
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