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Eager is the garden to welcome mornings light,
Shadows stretch, as darkness wanes, unveiling beds of color.
Songbirds as a chorus silence crickets drone,
Chipmunks dart through labyrinths within the fieldstone wall.
Dewdrops capture sunbeams, now gems adorn the leaves,
A "diamond" slakes the morning thirst of a Ruby-Throated blur.
A rose becomes the altar for the Monarch's quiet homage,
So still it's meditation, it's mosaic wings lie prone.
From the trellis Morning Glory lifts a muted trumpet,
A "Herald" only God may hear ... "How sweet the new days promise" .
GOOD MORNING ! My Friends ... Enjoy the day