3 result(s) for Knocker Upper Poems.
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Awakening Whispers
As morning light breaks through the veil,
Dreams slip away on a sunbeam's trail.
Soft whispers of night in shadows dissolve,
In dawn's gentle grip, their mysteries evolve.
The knocker calls forth from slumber's embrace,
To greet the new day with a radiant face.
With every soft glow, the past drifts aside,
In the heart of the morn, where fresh hopes reside.
Morning's Call
With gentle taps on frosty panes,
The knocker whispers soft refrains,
Awake, awake, the dawn is near,
A symphony for sleepy ear.
As shadows stretch and daylight breaks,
The heart stirs softly, softly wakes,
Each beat a dance, each breath a tune,
The world ignites beneath the moon.
In rhythm with the waking light,
A chorus rises, pure delight,
So greet the day with hope anew,
For every heart's a song, it's true.
Morning's Maestro
In shadows where the silence weaves,
A symphony of dreams believes,
The knocker upper, wand in hand,
Awakes the world at dawn's command.
With gentle taps on window panes,
A cadence echoes, sweet refrains,
The clocks may chime, yet still they sleep,
But rhythmic raps their slumber keep.
A chorus rises, soft yet clear,
From tangled sheets, to notes we hear,
As sleepy souls from dreams take flight,
To greet the day, embrace the light.
Oh, knocker upper, artful guide,
In morning's arms, we bide,
Your lullabies, a tender call,
A symphony that wakes us all.
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