I am a night owl it seems:
creative bursts occurring
 as soon as the sun sets.
Late bedtimes
and staying up until I drop.

But there is something about
those few cold mornings
when I rouse myself up early 
and see the sun rising,
and the whole world waking up;

When I breath in the cool air
and see the sun start to shine
on tufts of green
like a golden spotlight
that feels like a new beginning.

©Anneshiningstar2020
26/06/20

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I'm not so sure how I feel about this one, but I haven't really written anything for 2 weeks and I want to continue participating in this poem a week challenge, even if I don't actually manage to write one every week. 😁

The reason that I have been missing some weeks is that I found if I kept forcing myself to come up with stuff when I wasn't in the mood I would begin hating poetry even though it is one of my favourite things in the world. 😐

I hope you are all well. 💕