Its this time of the morning
when the birds begin their singing
the colors of the daylight
begin to fill the darkness
and night retreats so sweetly
as everything is neatly done and tied.

The waters start reflecting
the yellow rays are turning
the clear water bluer
than the eyes of my lover
as she begins to stir
between the blankets and the covers
as the scent of coffee fills the kitchen
and the kettle whistles gently on the stove.

Now's the chance we're given
to make the most of living
as this gift can't be wasted
and all life must be tasted while we can.

Dance into the morning
greet each new days dawning
with wonder and gratitude
because this dream
will not last forever.

The seas we roam
are deeper than you can imagine.
So sail into tomorrow
without regrets or sorrow
its all in how you see it
so sing, and dance, and be it.....