Good Morning
What a perfect morning of love.
God's bright Son was shining above.
The flowers all displayed their beauty.
Which was their only wonderful duty.
Their aroma perfumed all the air.
And their fragrances were very rare.
The birds were singing their song.
This wonderful morning nothing was wrong.
The ocean waves put off a lovely mist.
It was as though by the very angels you were kissed.
Anything that was done this morning fair.
Was done with God's love, help and care.
Written for Francine Roberts "Good Morning" contest
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