It's a crisp, clear morning
'Neath the twinkling light
Of a million stars
That brighten the night
And all is quiet
In this this pause before dawn
As I button my coat
And stifle a yawn
While peace soaks into
This weary old soul,
Recharging the batteries
To chase the next goal.
Between coffee and cold
The blood begins flowing;
Another day starting
As I stand there knowing
That God has created
This wondrous sight
At the edge of releasing
A new day of light.
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