Morning wakes

Silently the midnight owl creeps to sleep.
The sun rises and dawn groans.
She dusts off her evening gown and puts on the sunshine.
Hair of gold
Brushed 100 times for measure
A cup of cocoa
A heart full of song.
It’s morning and time to let the morning rise.
Let the Phoenix rise
Let life fly~

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