Another Glorious Morning - Poem by Juan Olivarez
Another glorious morning, the sun rises high,
The birds singing sweetly in the trees.
Clouds roll across the blue valley sky,
Leaves gently rustle, with the morning breeze.
Hummingbirds rush from flower to flower,
Butterflies and bees share in the feast.
The best time of day is the morning hour,
As the morning sun shines in the east.
Thank you lord for each day my eyes see,
And for the glorious world around.
To see all these things important to me,
All through the day till the sun goes down.
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