Morning is Hope
Who told you mornings aren't for you
At 4am the sky is barely blue
And yet the darkened sky calls for the light
The creatures resting wait anxiously for the morning star
The horizon afar, rises an orange globe
All hopes of a new day fulfilled
A luminous sheet wraps the land in gold
Streaks of light peep through the bushes
And beams protrude window panes
A sign of new life, a new day is born
Rise and get over yesterday, for she is gone
Good Morning










