Up before sunrise when all is still calm
We awaken to a new day
Putting behind us the calm or rage of yesterday
A little good
A little bad
A little happy
A little sad
Knowing not of what lays ahead
A smile
A frown
A laugh
A cry
We turn our heads to say good bye
To our homes of comfort, sadness and joy
As we walk out the door to start our day
Looking back at the past as we start anew
We wonder what has become of you
For we miss the sight of you and all you were
This place we call home has been so blue
Since you walked out that door so long ago
Hello my dear, you see, we are always thinking of you
And what you once were
We wish for and pray for the moment of your return
Here with(In) The Morning Hours
In The Morning Hours©
Copyright 1998, 2018
By Felina Silver Robinson