Good morning, morning.
Time
to get up.
I’ve
been marking time all night for you.
Come
alive with the shimmer of
Daybreak
on dewdrops,
Bidding
the moon and the stars
Fond
adieu.
The
robins have found you
And
croon your arrival
With
subtle sweet smooth serenade.
And
as ebony morphs into
Crystal
clear dawning
The
shadows of night gently fade.
I
sit with my coffee cup
Anticipating
as lush aromatics bid
Senses
to hurry,
To
hasten the sunrise without
Brash
dramatics
That
send the day reeling and
Lost
in a flurry.
Warm
as a summer breeze.
Soft
as a pup.
Good
morning, morning.
It’s
time to get up.
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