dawn sets land ablaze warms and eases writer’s cramp puts dead words to rest
dawn sets land ablaze warms and eases writer’s cramp puts the dead to sleep
early yawning ghosts begrudging to clamber on death before midday
Morning broke again this day, with gusto born of a by-gone time whose influence has seeped through the veins of eons past to touch our lives even today and reach beyond, farther still, to mark our stage long before we make our entrance thereupon.
wake with the world this time letting the morning be forever the whisper of twilight’s a rumour on the sweet delight of day what treasures in store waiting to be found by happy eyes everyday’s a gift for me and every waking a blessing rising with the sun