Dawn chorus greets the rising Sun
Mist and dew begin to fade
The sky brightens, then the land…
A new day with new opportunities
Serene and magical whatever the weather
To be filled exactly as pleased
Time passes as it so does
Relevant to the deeds being done
Shadows stretch as the day ends
Serendipitous with the Sun’s slow setting
Echoes resound then begin to diminish
Day creatures settle, night ones stir
Twilight half light begins to cool
Once again the shaded side returns
A different Six Word Saturday post.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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