Good Morning Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Good Morning

Sun peeks, a golden gleam,
Waking world, a waking dream.
Birdsong sweet, a gentle tune,
Morning dew, a silver moon.

Lazy thoughts begin to flee,
Daylight calls, for you and me.
Work awaits, and joy to find,
Early start, a happy mind.

Golden hour, a gift so bright,
Chasing shadows, bringing light.
Don't delay, don't miss the chance,
Seize the day, with cheerful dance.

Saturday, June 20, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: silver,waking
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