Morning Song

What a beautiful time,
Morning;
When light is just arriving.
There’s nothin’ like gettin’ up early,
Sittin’ on the porch swing,
And listenin’ to the birds.
It’s like the good Lord puts them right there with a special song.
And in the newness of the day,
His joy appears,
And hours vanish,
Like glistening dew on the roses.

Dedicated to my porch-swinging, bird-loving, rose-growing mom.

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Mechelle Foster

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