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.
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