Find Me At Six
Find me at six before the rise of the morning sun
waiting to greet the new day just begun,
too dark the dawn of winter tide
as come the first rays to no longer hide
but in those morning shadows created
walks the breath of God unabated.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2017
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