The Morning

The Morning

Birds are whispering their beautiful songs
The sun is shining over the green fields

Still glowing red from the morning start
Lights are being lit one by one inside

The grass is damp because of the night rain
Twisting branches are occupied by the birds

Slowly awakening through the morning mist
Sounds of water share the sounds of whistles

Taken apart from the rituals of the daylight
Eyes searching carefully for the first numbers

Flying sheets are taken down hard by the hands
Boiled water flows into the cups of black gold

Bags are made ready for the afternoon to arrive
Last kisses are shared as the doors are open

The morning has started with nature calling
Calling all the people who need to be there

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P. Heemstra

Day One

Day One

Today is the day everything starts again
It is not something where yet is it when

Today you start from day one as you do
Letting the past behind like a debut

The dark days are there to leave behind
The future is the only thing in your mind

Maybe the dawn is not the brightest part
Yet the day is there where you will start

Express your thoughts through your writing
In the way you can make us come uniting

Words will transcend our physical sight
As you will not explain what you write

Our exclusive feelings will start today
Keep your lips sealed as they ever stay

Travel with me to the kingdom of delight
Hold my hands so we will not lose tonight

Today it is the start for connected souls
Spending the life while we fit our rolls

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P. Heemstra