Tuesday, April 19, 2005

The Miracle Of A Sunrise

The miracle of a sunrise
on a morning in early spring.
As you watch the sun rise high,
and hear the birds begin to sing.

The freshness of the morning
with the dew upon the grass.
Arms outstretched to hug the newness,
as you watch the sunrise pass.

Sitting by the waters edge,
the most beautiful site you'll see.
As the sun tops the trees afar,
a glimmering twinkle just for me.

What a feeling to witness such glory
against the pale blue sky.
To bring in a brand new day,
with emotions running high.

To hear the sounds of silence,
as the birds begin to sing.
Oh what a feeling just wondering,
what this new day will bring.

As the sun sets in the evening,
I'll lay my head to rest.
And dream of the next sunrise,
for I know it'll be the best.


Copyrights:JoyceWilbanksIvy©04-19-05

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Beautiful poem Joyce!!!

10:23 PM  

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