Dawn
Morning mists rising from the lake
Soft sounds a bird calling
Dew on the grass
Leaves the trail of trespassers.
The night sky turns red
As dawn breaks
A sliver of light
On the horizon.
Dappled light breaking
Through the trees
Casting shadows
On the forest floor.
Happy New Year, Susan, and all the best for the year ahead 🙂
Happy New Year to you too, Eric. I hope 2014 will be awesome!
Very nice. Happy New Year to you!
Thank you, Happy New Year to you too!
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Thank you