Orange skies cocooning the birds
some seeking flight for fun,
Some returning to their homes;
A blank canvas awaits the paints,
Some dry, some bright, some hiding a tale,
The creator muses, a new day, a new game.
Inspired by Open Link Night @ dVerse Poets
A beautiful poem. So very true, indeed. I hope you are doing well.
Thanks for dropping by Renee 🙂
I am doing good !
Those blank canvases with each new day! Like the image of the sunrise being acocoon. 🙂
This is absolutely gorgeous! 💝💝