The morning burst into my world
With unrelenting light
It dragged me, ruthlessly from bed
And filled me with delight.
The squirrel that hopped the top fence rail
The robin ‘neath the tree
The blue jay calling to his chums
“Come on, let’s eat for free!”
The new buds on the tree out back
Are opening in praise.
The air is brushed with fragrances
That speak of warmer days.
The joy of spring fills up my heart
There’s music everywhere
The burdens of last night’s despair
Have vanished in thin air!
Psalm 30:5
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
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