6 AM
by Bobo
Posted: Thursday, October 2, 2003 Word Count: 30 |
The chill air of daybreak
cloaks my skin.
So unaccustomed am I
to its cool fresh breath.
Full silence permeates
my unattuned ears,
an overture of nature
for the early-riser.
cloaks my skin.
So unaccustomed am I
to its cool fresh breath.
Full silence permeates
my unattuned ears,
an overture of nature
for the early-riser.