The morning arrives in many forms
Err its character, it always dawns.
Wakes the world, not all in one go,
A bit at a time, it has always been so.
The weather, sunny, cloudy, wet or dry.
It wakes up all with its lightening sky.
Please do remember the untold many,
Who died fighting all manner of tyranny.
For those who’s lives now carry us on.
To wake each morning to face a new day.
With goodwill for each dawn, let us pray.
Good morning, wishing all a fantastic day!
© Mick E Talbot 2017