Hola, Reader! Today I am sharing a poem I made for a class. I have a few more that I will share later this week.
Here it is:
The Mist of the Morning
A veil covers sea,
And land and soul and sky;
Drawn up o’er the heavens,
Refreshing travelers.
Its cool silken fabrics
Draped o’er ev’ry field
Relax the laden lines
Of every stressed human
Who awakens early;
And conceal creatures
Which hide from all dangers.
These wings of God protect
And heal and care for those
Whom He had created;
Until they rise again
Back up to the heavens
Where God’s enthroned above.
Hope you enjoyed it! Let me know in the comments what you think, and if there’s anything you would change!
Have a great week!
-Anne
Anne Caitlin 