#08 sunrise

Every sunrise is a present,

a gift from God above,

Gift-wrapped with scarlet ribbons

and tied with bows of love. 


Each day’s a new beginning,

a time to start anew,

While all the stars are sleeping,

the rose is fresh with dew. 


Every day’s a new creation,

too lovely to ignore,

And we may find a blessing,

just outside our door. 

We cannot keep the past,

like fireflies in a jar

Nor journey to the future

by wishing a star.


Every sunrise is a blessing,

a gift for just today.

Rejoice, my friend, embrace it

before it fades away! 

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