Consider My Ways
In morning quietness
Thoughts flow
Pen to paper
Gentle ease
Simply be
Life expressed
Expressions manifest
Never knew within
Discoveries abound
Morning is my time
Where I thrive
Contentment washes
clean
Lost in moment
Time fades
Eternity now
Fools wait
For another day
Living out a lie
Remember whose I am
Resets gift of the
day
Life renewed before
dawn
Consider my ways
Before light of day
What will I display
About the
Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and
is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet. (16-357B)
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