Watching with baited breath,
the dew rise, from the silent fields.
Dawn lifts her sleepy head over
purple tipped mountains.
Nature crawls back to burrows
deep, to sleep.
As the warmth seeps slowly,
so too, the joy of another day.
Hedgerows, crammed with Blackberries,
ripe for the picking.
Cheeky Magpies, stealing apples
high up in trees.
Noise disturbes this peaceful scene,
a chugging tractor, heard now seen.
As timid lambs come close for food,
he hands it out, they know him well.
Sipping slow, the brew of comfort,
I ponder...life is complete..
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I very well composed set of couplets that was a joy to read. A like the pastoral flavor of this work
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Many thanks for your kindess
I am delighted that you enjoyed it 
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Beautiful imagery.
Excellent --Love the language used--
Great take on the picture.
Well done !
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Thank you I am one of the lucky ones, who live in rural delight. Every morning holds a different palette to daub. Thank you for your lovely comments, as always, very much appreciated
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It is so nice to find that peace in nature... it has been ... hard for me to find lately, unfortunately.
what a beautiful scribe, my friend.
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Thank you for your kindness We all need to search for our inner peace...nature has it all Many thanks for your comments, as always, very much appreciated
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