Daybreak

How fragile the light that falls at daybreak Fashioning yet another unique dawn That so quietly creeps upon the earth As heaven’s morning draperies are drawn. The dew rests upon the tender blades. Creeping things emerge their hiding places. The fog settles about low-laid swamps. Unfolding flow’rs reveal pretty faces. The sleepy birds awake to sing with glee They join the babbling brooks in their sweet song They all chiming with such excellency As the day fashionably moves along. The darkened skies are now become all light. Mother Nature has put away the night.