Come Morning

The night is long and dark and cold 

And all around the silence holds 

But in the east, a glimmer bright 

A sign of hope, a hint of light

The stars begin to fade away 

As dawn breaks forth in soft array 

The sky turns pink, then gold, then blue 

As morning comes, fresh and anew

The world awakens from its sleep 

And all around, the stillness seeps 

But soon enough, the sounds will rise 

As birdsong greets the open skies

The day is born, and with it comes 

A thousand chances, a thousand sums 

Of all the possibilities 

That morning brings, for you and me

So let us greet each day with grace 

And meet each challenge face to face 

For in the possibility of morning 

We find the strength to keep on going.