A GOLDEN DAYBREAK
I slowly awake from my slumber
and feel the touh of God's hand
as I feast on the wonderful
He has given to our great land.
The darkness is vanishing
the face of night is dim,
the clouds of gray once in my
have been removed by Him.
The sun peeps up on the horizon
and speaks of hope and light,
promising a golden daybreak
as it bids farewell to the
Gleaming with glorious splendor,
dressed up in beauty complete,
the sun comes dancing and
arising on tiptoeing feet.
Copyright © 1994, 2019 Ruth Gillis
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