The rising sun
Aligned just right
Radiated through
The bare tree branches
Illuminating the cool morning mist
With an amber glow
As it lifted slowly
From the expanse of meadow
While a passing cloud
Lazily draped itself
Atop the lone tree
A fitting final touch
To a masterful composition
Satisfied at last with Her work
Mother Nature moved on
To Her next blank canvas

Stunning
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This is as beautiful as this image. Thank you so much for joining in Sandy.
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This was a gorgeous image for a prompt, Sadje! I am always happy to join in.
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Thanks my friend
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So beautiful, Sandy.
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Thanks, Egidio.
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Beautifully described!
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Thanks, Nicole.
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I absolutely love this poem Sandy! Very well written!
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Thanks, Leigha. Appreciate it!
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You’re welcome.
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