Morning Light

Morning light, so clear and bright,
Water oil, clear skies a sight,
Tranquil sounds leaves so green,
To the eye it glistens oh sweet scene.

Morning light, smells so pure,
Everything appears oh so sure,
Movement smooth and all very calm,
Skin so soft with oil and balm.

Morning light, please stay all day,
Guide us through our path and way,
To leave would feel so obsolete,
Help us with our daily feat.

Morning light, I love thee so,
Although I know that you must go,
Yet one thing remains very true,
Tomorrow I see your light shine through.

The Brighton to London Poet

© 2005 MCARB