Why Do I Love The Morning So? - Poem by Shalom Freedman
Why do I love the morning so?
Morning even in old age
gives the illusion of beginning-
It gives Hope-
We all need Hope to live -
Morning gives Hope and Happiness-
The illusion of a new world to come
And the Happiness of fresh air and brighter skies.
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