Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Morning

A Streak of light
Challenges the dark night
Moment by moment
It gained in strength
Over the waning darkness
Soon it was dawn
Aha! A new day is born.
Slowly, silently the RED BALL
Rises from the eastern skies
With warmth for all
The cock procliams its arrival with its morning call
To wake one and all
The birds rise from their nests
To explore new horizons
Now it morning
And the humans are awake
Freshened by a goodnight's sleep,
They attend to their morning chores
A new day,
A new beginning.

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