(March 19,1955 / Fayette, Alabama)

Wake Up Morning

So early In the mornings
The day is sunny and bright
You come home in the evenings
You're alone and then its night.

You go into a world
To play the part of delight
But deep inside your soul
You know something's just not right.

You think happily of your past
And other days gone by
But when you really remember
That was when someone had to die.

Many friends you talk with
You laugh and share so much fun
But there's never enough time
We each are on the run.

You still play the part
Of the soldier so strong
When you know in your heart
You just barely get along.

So you depend on God
To see you through the day
But as long as you live
You laugh sadly and just play.

by Cecelia Weir

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