Collection of honesty

Maybe you think, That good morning is an unnecessary thing. But it is the very reminder, That you're my first thought in the morning. It is the words of commitment confirming, That I'll miss you regardless where I am, Each day, till every next dawning. 

There is a certain solitude to the hours where fair skies are hidden, but garnished with subtle pensive rays. and in between our quiet twilight cheers to early day. Ascending glory is the sun, that scatters the mist where it hung- Ratifying birds chirping to deliver the sound of whisper, the blushes of an early dawn in shades of rosey hue. the wakening of crisp scented leaves caressed by gems of crystal dew. fierce and fearful mother nature bequeathing splendor through the acres, caters tender in mornings I so humbly respect.