Morning Moonlight
Wake to a moonlight morning.
See the last stars fade away.
Watch the rising sun hide shadows,
And paint a brand new day.
Colors taken from the rainbow
On a brush of fire and gold,
Illuminates the fleeting stillness
To let a brand new world unfold.
Oh, rising sun of fire and gold,
Climb past the wicked night.
Turn the trials of my darkness
Into memory's most glorious light.
written 2020.02.07
Copyright © Francis J Grasso | Year Posted 2020
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