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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