Something about early morning
When the earth is cool and still
Brings a peaceful calm that lingers
Soft upon my window sill.
Lifted from sweet slumber
By the light that tweaks my eyes,
My heart beholds the miracle
That bursts upon the skies.
No sight is more pleasing
Than the breaking of the gentle dawn.
Red sky in the morning
As a brand-new day begins.
Brightening the eastern sweep
In dazzling display,
To light the skies
And tease the eye,
To get the morning underway.
So, brew the coffee hot and strong
To stimulate the senses.
Then sit and watch the splendid show
Before the busy day commences.
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