The First Light. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Discover the dawn its a precious time.
Wait for the lovely first light to come.
Listen to the song of the sea the waves.
The place where dolphins do play on the horizon.
The sun arises and you pray for the day and all your blessings.
You think of long ago it flies to your mind, memories of those that are no longer here.
They got old and grey, and they passed but, remain in your heart.
Mother and father peace be with you always.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026