Early morning feast …
A chill in the air…
Frost on the ground…
In this sanctuary…
of delights and treats…
There is always something to be found…
when rustling through the leaves….
Picking up the pieces ….
Scurrying to and fro..
For each tasty bite…..
Bringing warmth and light…
Days have past since we saw him….
As if to Honor our Sun…
Our gift is given ..
As he lights our day..
Giving us warmth and comfort…
The presence of a new Day…
Giving pause and Gratitude…
For this gift..
Honoring our Sun…
Stillness and Peace…
For the Day to begin…
Anew…with Gratitude ♥
TMB
This is truly lovely.
~♥~
Beautiful, Tonya! Thank you!