Colors shift from soft to bright
Reminiscent of  that mesmerizing  firelight
Emerging from the darkness to meet the dawn
Glistening dew clinging to the lawn

Stars that glimmered begin to fade
But the new day has not yet been made
Hummingbird just passing by
In search of that sweet nectar far and wide

Birds trilling for one and all
Hoping in others for that melodic recall
Coyotes yipping in the distance
Perhaps a rabbit is their next big chance

Leaves in the trees lay deathly still
Winds will arise later but not until
Skies will turn from dark to light
But not before the day becomes forthright

Colors shift from soft to bright
Emerges the daylight from the night
Clouds transform to a new color scheme
Pastels without boundaries it would seem