Waking to the sound
Of a dove’s soft cooing,
My sleepy eyes delight
At sunshine, and the morning
Sounds of baby birds.
Taste awakening anew,
I touch life boldly
Smelling it’s fragrant winds that
Promise new life again.
Choka
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 25–Prompt: write a poem about a specific season using all five senses