August 31, 2022
That early morning time of day,
The birds sing out with mellow song
Announcing dawn is on the way.
I sip my coffee black and strong.
I gently rock and feel the breeze.
It brushes gently on my face
And winds its way up through the trees.
The leaves respond, a leisure pace.
The sun begins to share its light.
The clouds reflect its early glow,
That twilight time, the end of night,
A time of day I cherish so.
A time to read, reflect, and pray
Before I start another day.