Gift of Dawn

GIFTS OF DAWN This life I breathe, Is sweeter in the morning For a new dawn is every man’s longing. Poor, rich and begging, A better tomorrow is the hoping Even if neither honey nor milk come flowing. Radiant rays of hope, Love with warmth of the morning sun. Satisfaction to a hungry man, Luxury to a rich bald dad Out in the beach with his youngest son. The sharp rays seep in the wild, Manifesting the beauty of the sunlight. Showcasing the morning disco light Spectacular a sight Bright like moonlight, Nature’s got it all right. Crystal clear drop A diamond on a wild lily’s leaf. Born in the darkest of dusk light Deep in the woods. Wonders of a morning dew.