morning birdie haiku

seven thirty sun
my heart rises with you
the day has begun

love is only clear
when the sun is shining in
oh, here comes the moon

raye of the moon, who
is weary of the night
your time will come soon

day seven – start with a time of day & day eight – a love poem

(to be honest, can’t even remember the last time I wrote a haiku so this was um, interesting? anyways had to combine two days because I skipped yesterday!)