Morning fair

Written by: Mark Norton

                     Morning fair       

       Greetings to this morning fair, 
       And good-bye to dreams of fancy,
       Hello to signs of forgotten times 
       Here tied to our kingdoms passing;
       Though we hear a word for passions spent,    
       We mourn its quick demise
       Far beyond a flickering star

       Feel the time when daylight brakes
       Into a mountains silver beauty,
       And sound the words of poet’s thought 
       In this time of change;    
       Let come the worth to this naked earth
       As a crimson sunlight shines
       Into this morning fair


                   By M.Norton

marklnorton@shaw.ca