Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass
- Eleanor Farjeon
Were you there to greet the morning when it breaks?
- Ghostwise.
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In the morning when the moon is at its rest,
You will see me at the time I love the best
Watching rainbows play on sunlight;
Pools of water iced from cold night,
In the morning. tis the morning of my life.
- Bee Gees
Tis the morning of our life. Tis the morning of our life.
- Ghostwise.
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