@peacewriter51
The night’s embrace begins to fade,
A gentle hush, a soft cascade
Of light, that slips across the pane,
Awakening the slumbering lane.
The world, a canvas, starts to gleam,
With hues of rose and morning beam.
A symphony of birdsong swells,
As nature from her slumber yells.
The air, a kiss of cool delight,
Invigorates with morning light
A promise whispers, soft and low,
Of wonders that the day will show.
So let us rise and greet the dawn,
A brand new day, a brand new dawn.
Embrace the light, the warmth, the grace,
And find our joy in this sweet space.
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