Good Morning

Good Morning

Cold dew drops. 
Birds chirping.
Misty air. 

A stray rabbit trotting from here to there.
Tails from the branches twitch and wave.
Magnolia heads thump beneath.
A butterfly flutters by.


The warm coffee rests in my hands,
wakening me to the beauty ahead.
The quiet morning simmers 
before the chaos of today.


Oh, how I will linger a little longer.


Deep breathe in.
Deep breath out.
Deep Breathe in.
Deep Breathe out.


Quiet meditation to nature's bliss.
I got this.


I hate to leave what sits here,
But what lies ahead can mean the more.


Goodbye for now.
Until tomorrow.
Good morning.
Good day.

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Mornings are often where clarity begins. If this poem opened something in you, I’ve shared a free digital and printable journal you can use to gently explore it—no pressure, no expectations, just space to write and breathe.

This journal is free, simply because I wanted to share it. If it brought you a moment of calm and you’d like to help keep these quiet pages coming, you can support my work by buying me a coffee. It truly means more than you know.

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Thank you for being here — for reading, pausing, and spending a moment with this work.

Whether you downloaded the print, shared a pin, offered support, or simply took the reminder with you, it truly means more than you know.


These quiet creations exist because of readers like you.

Your presence, in any form, helps keep the words, the art, and the stillness going.


I’m grateful you found your way here.