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Oh the freshness of a brand new day -
A morning rhapsody up high in the trees
as the sun gently ascends the horizon.
Yes, tis' a new day fresh, and unspoiled.
Sweetly scented florals accent the crisp
morning breeze, just let me drink it in-
Such beauty clears my mind and renews
this weary spirit.
Ah yes, let me be me once again.
Such glory in the early hours…
The colors becoming so clear, so lovely-
Oh, how I treasure this time of the day-
For there is nothing that can rival it
in this place I know.
And I ask myself why, oh why…..
Why must such splendor pass so quickly?
Yet I am ever grateful for its return,
For as it comes again, I too find myself…
and can start anew.
A morning rhapsody up high in the trees
as the sun gently ascends the horizon.
Yes, tis' a new day fresh, and unspoiled.
Sweetly scented florals accent the crisp
morning breeze, just let me drink it in-
Such beauty clears my mind and renews
this weary spirit.
Ah yes, let me be me once again.
Such glory in the early hours…
The colors becoming so clear, so lovely-
Oh, how I treasure this time of the day-
For there is nothing that can rival it
in this place I know.
And I ask myself why, oh why…..
Why must such splendor pass so quickly?
Yet I am ever grateful for its return,
For as it comes again, I too find myself…
and can start anew.
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