The Morning Delights: Poem
Earth delights
To feel your bare feet,
And winds to play
With my curly hair.
The two bald eagle pair off
While flying over the river…
Why not?!
Sun gently caresses the skin.
Me touching you, very kind,
You know what I mean.
The Earth whispers its secrets
To those who choose to listen.
Let’s cherish its voice riddles.
Let’s go on slow walks,
Watching wildlife,
And breathing in and out
Because we are alive.
Tomshinsky@2026
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