When the morning world is mine
with all these blissful visions
I'm grateful for this quiet time
to dream and make decisions
I love the tranquil of the dawn
before the sun's greeting my eyes
Bits of slumber, a hidden yawn
I'm filled with happy thoughts of praise
Birds awake with morning songs
I feel this mystery of dawn
all of a sudden I do long
to walk the dewy grass of lawn
Thank God for mornings of each season
they are a blessing to behold
pray for the world not facing reason
that deprives us of this morning gold
