Sleep evades me.
For how can I slumber,
when a tapestry of color and liveliness
awaits my discovery?
So much of God's beauty to be found,
cherished,
to be treasured with joyful gratitude,
and radiant splendor.
Waiting for morning
is too much to ask
for an enthusiastically impatient mind such as my own.
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Little Vacations
PoetryMind, day, overnight and long weekend vacation poetry; seashore, coastline, nature and camping happenings. Copyright © 2023 by A. E. F. All rights reserved. On-going. 2023 Accomplishments: #1 in Coastline category #1 in Day Trip category #1 in Seash...
