BY KEVIN EDWARDS
In twilight hour, with song arise;
Life carries briskly on the breeze.
Solemn night yields to daybreak sky,
As hope begins to dance amongst the trees.
Clouds and worries dispel from sight and mind;
While flowers bloom and life itself draws breath.
I sit a moment under morning hues of violet sky;
In awe of the vastness of this world,
How small am I, in its width and breadth.