Morning Glory
What a glorious sight at first light of the morn
Dusk of night unfolds the sun and day is born
Whistling softly the sounds in early awakens
Crackling sounds and aroma of fresh bacon
Elements of morning glory are seen and heard
Buzzing hornets to the nest and chirps of a bird
A smell of misty flowers from showers in the air
The essence of morning glory is everywhere
The rebirth to mother earth and a night's ending
Morning glory perpetuates a new day's beginning
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