Diamonds in the garden, early dawn
There upon each petal, glisten
Be very quiet now, don't make a sound .....
Just Listen



Fairy singing in the breeze
Spreading morning dewdrops
Across the garden, through the trees
Kissing all the flower tops



Humming the Song of Sunrise
Dancing the Dew Ballet
Awake, Dear Friend, open your eyes
Tis now, the break of day

~GOOD MORNING!~


Copyright 5/23/05
Kathryn Sunday Davis











         

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