An Ode to the Morning Sun

Oh morning Sun where are you I ask
This night is so cold & I have but one task
For you to drive away the chill from the air
To reclaim your place & frighten all who dare
Challenge your right to stand high & strong
To warm the Earth & for this a song
Shall be sung about your great victory
For all, large & small, shall certainly see
Your glory revealed & feel your warmth so divine
So please come quickly & give life to these toes of mine!

By Pete Scopes