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A New Day

The eastern sky is streaked with fire As the sun peeps over Earth's rim. It's time to seek the face of God-- To talk and fellowship with Him. Bright daisies wash their faces In the early morning dew. Lofty tree tops bow and nod Against a screen of powder blue. A meadowlark in yellow vest Repeats a crystal melody. A mockingbird replies in kind, From an aged, but blooming, apple tree. The whispering honeysuckle wind, In trees and grass along the way, Like Someone, unseen, walking In the coolness of the day. In this new day that God has made, Rejoice, my soul, rejoice and sing. It's another precious pearl of grace To add onto an endless string.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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Date: 9/4/2008 6:28:00 PM
Another precious pearl of poetry.
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