W H A T M A T T E R S
First things matter
If you wake up before the sun
You may see the inside of the morning
The way trees are looking at you
First things matter
If you wake up before the sun
You may see the inside of the morning
The way trees are looking at you
Waking up, kitchen to garden, to strangers showing all the wonders and love. Worth every word. Keep writing and sharing. I liked this poem very much.