Dawn of a New Day
As morning breaks and the sun rises,
The beauty of the morning lifts all crises.
Loved by someone who is ready to adorn,
My life with such precious jewels each morn.
The cloak of darkness slowly fades away,
As each ray glistening makes its way.
Suddenly this chorus of rays as if by duty,
Creates such glorious light and beauty.
At the end of the day as they fade in repose,
There is still a beauty as when they arose.
Though darkness follows when they are away,
God's perfect plan is always, another day.
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