A Precious Memory

Cold mornings blur the eyes that wept throughout the night, Like there will be no dawn Yet, as the cool breeze comes The dawn opened it's eyes Brought with it favour and undeniable happiness Everything was sweet and welcoming to attest the day Fear and darkness held it's sting, washed it's face and hid it's organs A thunderous shout of joy, Wavy hands to touch, The king The one who by his might the day begins and ends Praises can shake, Praise. Silent nights close in, Bring flash backs The smell of that North Pole Shining sun for the ding songs Awaking cheer from it's slumber Oh joy to the world