Mornings Gift

Mornings Gift

I wake up early everyday, tip toe to my back door;
Eagerly step onto the porch
Close to nature now once more.

With a blanket wrapped around me, I sink down in a chair;
Awaiting for the dawn to unfold
A scene so beautiful, I can only stare.

I observe with pleasure, as the night
Fades gradually into day
The chill in the air starts to subside
Warmed by the sunshine�s golden ray.

Magnificent colors hang in the sky
It takes my breath away to look
The miracle of morning was God�s idea
Formed by his words was all it took

Purples, pinks, and shades of blue,
fill the blank canvas of heavens space.
A peaceful morning begins brand new,
A small gift shining on my face.

Later today if things get hurried
Or spiral gradually away from me
I�ll have the ability to close my eyes
And remember this beauty I was blessed to see.

Reviews

[Cassandra]

Your lovely poem I think has inspired me to stop waking up at 10am... lol.. and try for a little closer towards sunrise. I do forget the sheer beauty that time of day has to offer.