Morning (Pantoum)
As the dawn mists slowly fade Newborn sun brings forth its light Exposing all the wonders laid Revealed anew to fill our sight
Newborn sun brings forth its light Dawn’s sweet voice the song of birds Revealed anew to fill our sight Feathered songsters need no words
Dawn’s sweet voice the song of birds Light as Angel’s hands they rise Feathered songsters need no words Heralding the brighter skies
Light as Angel’s hands they rise Exposing all the wonders laid Heralding the brighter skies As the dawn mist slowly fade
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