This Morning Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

This morning,
Like none other seen to dawn...
The air is fresher with a crispness sniffed.
And the sky so clear,
As if awaiting to be imprinted...
With a lustre of new and innovative imaginations.

This morning,
An excitement existed.
And those walking along the streets,
Appeared determined to greet one another...
With a sincerity believed,
That was met and received as if gifts were exchanged.

This morning,
Like none other seen to dawn...
Every conceivable deception that lived,
Had disappeared from all hearts.
And mysteriously,
Was gone.

This morning had come,
With a welcoming that stunned.
And those who embraced the rays of it,
Glowed!
Showing without a cloud to misinterpret,
A smiling done by the warmnest felt from Sun!