Just for Me

Interesting poems have come out of me during this COVID19 pandemic. There seems to be a deeper sense of self as well as mortality. Here is the first of several poems i wrote in solitude last weekend. Thought I’d better post them before more come this weekend.

Just for Me

Just for Me

The birds are whistling at me
oh the flirts
and the spring has come for me
just for me
The sun today
came up for me
and blued the sky
a pretty robin’s eggs blue
like I like
This is no ordinary day
this is my day
I shall not waste it
Hello birds
here I come.

About createthedawn

Dawn’s calling is for her poetry to make our world a positive place. She believes in the power of poetry to process, to focus, to align, and to find our way to happiness and fulfillment. Thus, her pen-name is CreatetheDawn. Follow Dawn's work on this blog and in her books to help fill your world with wit, wisdom, and wonder.
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