Morning is a Lovely time of Life...

PAD Challenge day 11: 'make a statement as your title and expand on it' poem

Morning is a lovely time of life

The old has passed and on horizons new

Hope spills across Time’s pitfall-avenue

For we are creatures born to toil and strife

But morning is a lovely time of life

The old has passed and on horizons new

Mist-melodies unfurl on waking hills

And though we drink the gall of spills and ills

See, now our cup is filled with virgin hue

The old has passed and on horizons; New

Mist-melodies unfurl on waking hills

The glory of God’s goodness and His grace

Cannot be sealed in midnight’s dark embrace

As mercy from ten-thousand legions spills

Mist-melodies unfurl on waking hills

The glory of God’s goodness and His grace

Though oft misunderstood abides full, free

He knows, though storm may rend the sky and sea

‘Tis then we seek that comforting embrace

...the glory of God’s goodness and His grace

© Janet Martin