The Gift
Old friend you came where grass is dewed,
Dear friend, you came to start anew
A rooster crows announcing you
I stretch and yawn, and wash my face
and shuffle down to start the race
Dear friend, beyond the window's view
the dark has left, and worries too,
the bacon sizzles, the paper comes,
Old friend, I'm glad to welcome you
I let the dog out in the sun
I felt a shiver, in my bones
but soon it leaves, the chill is gone
The coffee is here to share with you
You level out, with revelry,
Your beauty takes my breath away
Old friend! Gold sunrise of the skies,
You peak, and nod while passing by
You come each day to warm my face
You race across the time and space
Old, brilliant friend, of rising sun…reviver of my soul!
Over the rooftop, over my lawn, over the crest of the early dawn
Warming,………greeting,…………….skimming along…….
You come each day, to warm my face, a built-in compass knows the way
From morning’s journey, long past noon, from east to west, a well worn path
You race across the time and space, an ancient clock, while keeping pace
And as the twilight comes too soon, you blaze a trail with redder hues
Although I know how soon you’ll go… I wonder why I miss you so…?
My brilliant friend, the setting sun, it’s time to wave a sad goodbye
I wonder why, at end of day, you play for me, a sadder song?
Old friend, I’m here, in silent awe, to watch you burn away
Slowly………fading………………………………………gone
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9/9/14
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