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Spring blooms glorious birth,
Summer sun warms the earth,
Autumn flames riotous bright,
Winter freezes into cozy quiet.
Laughter weaves through it all,
Answering to nature’s call.
Mauve weaves through
Gold and pink,
Slashes of purple
Wink and blink
Night tugs toward day.
Get up! Get up!
Bright colors sing
Receive this, Heaven’s gift
Let your soul take wing
Time passes oh so swift.
Night tugs toward day.
The day arrives
Am I ready? NOT.
Good to go,
Oh what rot!
More to do
Than I can take
Less time to do it
I’m barely awake!
Incandescent red
Shot through with light
Yellow orange bright
Flaming across the dark of dawn
First light pierced with errant ray
Melding hues, surge into day.
Morning is here.