This morning
This morning, I awoke,
You were the first thing on my mind,
You were the sunrise
Spreading your golden rays
Across the sky.
This morning, I woke up,
And you were the fresh rose in my garden,
Your tender petals blowing
In the cooling breeze,
Your celestial fragrance gently fills
The morning scent.
This morning, I woke up,
And memories of you and
Your ever-glowing beauty
Enfolds me like the fresh morning breeze-
Cool,
Gentle,
Soothing and Refreshing.
This morning, I woke up and
You were the essence of life.
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