every morning
dark does slow disappear as
dawn unlocks her door
always a delight to head over to haiku my heart. napowrimo is always a delight when it comes day 9
every morning
dark does slow disappear as
dawn unlocks her door
always a delight to head over to haiku my heart. napowrimo is always a delight when it comes day 9
Piece of Pie ala Mode 
Oh. I love this. “Dawn unlocks her door.” What an image to carry with me into the dreamtime…. thank you Ms. Pie!
Dawn has just unlock the door (it’s early Saturday morning in the Netherlands) and I love to start my weekend with your words, wonderful! Enjoy your weekend dear! Hug from Holland
Straight to the point. Lovely!
~cie from poetry of the netherworld~
dawn unlocks her door-you have forever changed my image of sunrise!!!
The unlocking of the door opens the way for delights!