Beautiful Day
In the light of red morning's dawn
Over there I see a mother and her fawn
A cool breeze brushes past my face
I feel alive in this wonderous place
I feel the droplets of moist fresh dew
They fall on my face, such a precious few
Feelings of peace and serenity
Leave me grounded with my identity
As the sun rises over the trees
The mother sees me and together they flee
I look to the sky and come what may
I know in my heart it'll be a beautiful day
Jim 1989
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