Break To Day

The morning crisp, the morning golden,
From heaven’s palette, morning stolen,
Your mind is free, your mind it wanders,
On all and nothing your mind it ponders,
Senses roused, senses heightened,
By merry feelings senses brightened,
If only life could stay this way,
If only morning wouldn’t break to day.

by K C Jackson

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