Who goes there, on the horizon
Within Heaven's radiant blush
Slow, arrives the daylight
There is no rush
My eyes, taste the beauty
The flavor, feeds my soul
Morning has broken
Wrapping earth, in her amber stole
Climbing, higher still
This Orb of gold, I see
And then I realize ....
Tis the LORD, smiling down
On you and me
Good Morning, Dear One
Have A Wonderful Day!
Original Poem © 2/28/05 - Revised 4/4/12
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