Morning Writings

I love to write a fond warmth
On the morning light with marmalade
I love to write felicity harm
The feeling of danger by the fade
I love to write a pudding firmament
Skieshave ohe depth of the mallow
I love to write a sunny side up
Where the coffee is hot, harsh and hollow
I love to write a billion stars
Mingling, Twinkling, Tingling in a gloom
Ilove to write a singing moon
At the dark end without any dom
I love to wrute a happy elegy
to the death of the ode
I love to write a name of me
Bringing end to all despair