I breathe in fresh dawn of a new day
I look back upon the crisp winter morn
before my shovel through the snow it breaks
I can see where nature between winter’s thaw is torn
but I’ll choose the welcome Pacific spray
I wanted to share a Fresh opportunity to share your poetry for a project (that I am part of) that will benefit orphans of Ebola. If you write poetry have a look.
“FRESH” is This week’s WordPress Photo Challenge