won't you stay for toast and jelly
the day has just rose
like cream all over the hills
and vales are beckoning

with songs and daylilies
opening and the winks
of oranges tang sweet still

oh
the flowers just awoke
most of the village
is asleep
and will never notice

the beauty of
the sunrise of ten minutes more
enjoying
small nuances
of golden stars
setting

replaced by
the bright snowy clouds with an
angled sun glowing