Dawn

I love my early morning risin’ It is like a new beginning My slate so fresh and new Blank and non-committing For in the early mornin’ My world is very still Thoughts and plans unmarked My schedule is yet to fill I await the brilliant color As the sun peeks at the day Not knowing its design Or if it will chose to stay Or if dark clouds will spill over And completely cover-up The warm and gentle day Like an over-flowing cup So each day becomes a mystery It’s one I look forward to No one else can choose it It is loyal fresh and true!