Poetry- Morning Hope

When I see the rays of light

beam from eastern,

darkened skies..

And watch radiant colors

fill the space

My heart warms

and life embrace.

Every streak

a promise to be,

for new beginnings

awakened from sleep.

And treasures will come,

hope will rise,

when I stop to admire

His beautiful skies.

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