Dawn Breaks With Glory

Scattered drops of dew Upon grasses of the morn Shine like jewels as the sky turns Bright with the rising of the sun The drooping buds rise Upon the stalks to play As the restless bees hum around Them in the first light of the day Tender leaves begin to Flutter in the cool wind And the cattle march to the fields Kicking up sheets of dusts behind Birds move in air fast Towards the green dale To pick up early worms and roll On grass as the sun begins to swell Dawn breaks with glory Across the silent earth Fragrance of fresh flowers spread Over the huts and winding paths