Up with the Sun.
The sun peeks up, a golden start,
Let light wash clean your heavy heart.
Like truth from God, it fills your soul,
Making you happy, strong, and whole.
A quiet book, or screen so bright,
Write down the good you see with light.
How God is there, in little things,
Like birds that fly on hopeful wings.
Say morning words, a simple prayer,
To guide your steps and show you care.
Let kindness bloom in all you do,
A brand new day, just waiting for you.
Tor M. Solvang
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