GEESE IN THE DAWN
Sometimes when your heart holds
all the worries and troubles of life.
when you cannot find a smile
and your soul know shades of grey.
You See Geese In The Dawn
There in Skeen and dark definition
against the orange morning sky
singing their noisy joyful song.
And the picture become a prayer
Because of Geese in The Dawn
As the morning sun dresses the day
flying silhouettes change colour
and a soul becomes a lighter hue
perspective paints a different day
A Gift Of Geese In The Dawn
As the distant hills accept their cry
they become hidden by the tree line
taking with them all somberness
leaving behind another bright day.
And in a grateful heart
a Prayer of Thanks
To him who sent
Geese in The Dawn.
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