In the early morn I sit and wait, my thoughts anticipate
The transformation I will see,  the sun rises so sensuously
In the quiet darkness I pause and ponder, thoughts of which I wonder
Slowly the sky eases into day, gradually night is fading away
Silhouettes visible now to me, if images I still can't see
Such a beautiful time of day, all nature waiting to play

Now from behind the hill, ever slowly rising still
More and more  the sun I see, a beautiful day in store for me
The sky is such a pretty blue, maybe a white cloud or two
Feeling the warmth from the sun,  another day has begun
Leaves are rustling in the trees, moved by the gentle breeze
Such a fantastic sight, fills my heart with such delight

Stepping from the grove of trees, a majestic buck looks at me
From across  the stream flowing by, he watches me with careful eye
Bounding when he heard splash, a beaver gave her tail a whack
She's gnawing down another tree, to add to her house I see
The birds are singing in the trees, wonder what their telling me
Maybe appreciate this day, eventually it will fade away

by gloria