I love mornings for it
Gives me another day
To reckon and reinvent myself
Behold GOD’S gift to us
I give thanks with all
My heart and soul
That’s morning, I am grateful
9: 02 in the morning
January 21,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really nice poem. Of course, morning is the beginning of a new day bestowed by God, the Almighty. We get new spirit to do work and our hopes are keen to become true. Thanks for sharing such a good poem.