Songs evoke emotions, sometimes the silence of words is enough while the musical notes take shape and life, however, there can also be a poem that accompanies the message... like this one:

My mornings

Golden light spills on porcelain plates, Steam curls from mugs in gentle arcs. A wooden table, timeworn yet proud, Gathers laughter like birdsong in the dark.

Outside, the fields stretch in painter’s hues, Mist rising soft from emerald lines, Trees stand hushed in morning’s hush, Bathed in the hush where silence shines.

Crumbs trail like secrets near jam and crust, Butter softens in the tender sun. A child giggles, a kettle sings The day, not rushed, has just begun.

Hands reach for fruit, for stories told, Eyes meet and linger without need. Peace is found in shared small things Warm bread, warm hearts, a simple deed.

Beyond the glass, a world unfolds, With hills that roll in velvet grace, But here, within, the richest view Is love, and time, and this safe place.

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This song is a creation created by artificial intelligence.