How Beautiful the Morn

Light and Dark

Shifting shadows round my head
As I lie in my bed
The morning sun, rising red
How beautiful the morn!

Death it comes all too fast
Makes life precious; make it last
Sweet sadness fade to past
How beautiful the mourn!

New life comes, when old’s gone
Like a babe, like a fawn,
Baby child’s life’s first dawn
How beautiful their morn!

These things I think on in my bed,
With shifting shadows round my head
God’s morning sun, so bright red
How beautiful the morn!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Stayed up all night last night during a sleepover.... as I watched the morning rise, this poem came to me. Hope you like it!

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