From my door in a lovely town,
I look straight ahead in wonder,
clouds, seascape, distant boat,
are core  of an early morning view,
a homely place now awakening,
the sound of each window heard,
people sense this charmed spot, 
has depth, magic, and mystery,
which is such an attraction say,
as the day of passage in sunlight,
a green and brown leaf exponent,
from tree top towered ring fence,
on blissful watch as passersby,
aware of  sage eager eco eye,
that glances o’er round the clock,
plot, play, pursuit, and presage.                                       
of an urban gathering  on purpose,
with infectious soul stepping forward,
in directions of a wonder world dream,
which at this point has only begun