Morning Star Poem by Rachel Hughes

When day becomes dawn and twilight falls.

Your beauty is your beckon call.

Before the sun gives ray.

To the first light of day.

You are the first of morning light.

And the last star of night.

You can be seen near or far.

Because you shine so bright morning star.

You're a royal gem in the crown of night.

You dress the darkness with glory and light.

Way up high in the heights. Where birds of splendor dance in flight.

Beneath your grace of dazzling light.

you are the first and last twilight.