The morning whispers
softly,
as the night shade fades
away...
the little birds are
asking us
to come outside and
play.
This is to say "good
morning",
now just crawl right out
of bed,
let's look at all God's
blessings,
come on, you sleepy
head!
The
sky above is silver,
and our love inside is
gold,
the robins are just
twittering,
They want this story
told!
The clouds are soft and
fluffy,
the grass is almost
green...
Oh, how long we've
waited,
but it is almost spring!
Wake up to the beauty
of the gifts that are so
free,
look at all the wonders
this day holds for us to
see!
Denise Lanford
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