Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Morning Blooming

I feel the rays of rising sun

Upon my petals warm and bright.

This flower feels a chosen one

Receiving the gift of sunlight.

Another night has come and gone,

A time to spend in restful state,

When quiet darkness falls upon.

But I sure do appreciate

When I sense morning drawing near,

The dawning of another day.

I blossom out in renewed cheer,

So grateful this is nature's way.

Fresh time for my morn to begin,

As lots of dewdrops do drop in.