A new day is upon us now
The sun is up and dawnin’
Grab your coffee and rub your eyes
And quit your useless yawnin’
Stop all that delayin’,
Get out and make a difference
Start livin’, workin’, playin’!
A new day is upon us now
The sun is up and dawnin’
Grab your coffee and rub your eyes
And quit your useless yawnin’
Stop all that delayin’,
Get out and make a difference
Start livin’, workin’, playin’!
In the shadow of the morning,
While the sky was still gray,
You turned your face away from earth
And God led you away.
Without your strength and love,
While heaven gains another voice
For her choir above.
We’re left without a choice,
And, though our weeping tears have dried,
We still long for your voice.
The moon smiles at his reflection
In the inlet below.
The air’s awash in sweet star songs,
Recalled from long ago.
Memories float across the night
Like breezes, soft and low,
Drifting in through the window screen
To settle like soft snow.
They whisper in her sleeping ear
Of those she used to know,
Reminding her they are still near,
And that they love her so.
She murmurs softly in her dream,
Asking them not to go,
But they can linger only as long
As the small stars still glow.
For, as it has forever done,
The night moves, hushed and slow,
Unwavering upon its path,
With memories in tow.
But, when she wakens in the dawn,
The new day all aglow,
Those memories will have left seeds
Of new joys yet to grow.
"Good night", she whispered to the moon,
hoping he'd whisper back.
Yet he just kept on moving on
along his normal track.
Then, just before he left her sight,
she thought she saw him smile.
It wasn't much, but still enough
to cheer her for a while.
Fairy tales and mysteries
and songs my heart once knew,
The little things that filled my dreams,
like quiet seeds that grew.
Those days are past, but not all lost,
the memories remain
of fireflies, and summer grass,
and more sunshine than rain!
Scattered moments and little smiles
Nothing of great value.
They’re simply there to light my day
As they are passing through.
Bright colors on display.
It doesn’t really take a lot
To brighten up my day.
The tide slips in so quietly,
and lingers on the shore.
It’s waiting for me to come down,
but down I'll go no more.
and give back to the sea
all of the cold and salty tears
it once reserved for me.