Yawning of the Day

With royal robe in purple hue A morning tiptoes into dawn Watch how light glitters from the hem This day that stretches with a yawn With bloom of atmospheric blue A day turns pink above the rim This day that stretches with a yawn Across the voids of distance, dim This day that stretches with a yawn Arise the sunlight, red and gold The face of nature's blushing skin With pastel linens day unfolds To stand as witness to the new The morning, springs alive within This day that stretches with a yawn As all the world begins again When day warms bright, in noontime sun Then waits to beckon evening's song Again the blush the twilight grins This day that stretches with a yawn _________________________________________________________________________ For Joe's "One Quantern Deserves Another" contest