Moment In The Morn

The slow founts of dawn,
On a cool winters day.
Cast but one momentous shadow,
Where the new fawn once lay.

Pausing silently in the moment,
Sensing fresh dew on the sod.
Delight in the advent,
And the glory of God.

That still in the early,
And the middle of morn.
Forget for one moment,
Life's trials and its scorn.

So tell me of virtue,
Sweet family and home.
Tis' my God of Thee,
Give me this moment alone.

Morning shall soon pass,
As I linger and yearn.
Praying my God of Thee,
For this moment's return.

(Authors First Poem)

by Barry A. Lanier

Comments (27)

A beautiful lovely and soothing write. Loved your ink. So tell me of virtue, Sweet family and home. Tis' my God of Thee, Give me this moment alone.
As an author's first scribe, like a parent's first born....given roots to grow, wings to fly. A beautiful poem. PEACE
A lovely poem, being author's first poem, even then so beautiful and amazing, a well deserved selection for poem of the day.
hmmmmm.....just a very nice poem! I like it.
A beautiful poem and the meanings are also praiseworthy. The events of life and family and god's grace all are inter connected and made it into a meaningful poem. I liked it.
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