Poem -

Morning Song

Morning Song

in memory of my Aunt Ella Mae Jenkins

I sing a morning song
That the robins do sing.
I sing a morning song
That you hear the church bells ring.
I sing a morning song
As the sun wakes up from sleep,
I sing a morning song,
As high as the mountains and blue the ocean deep.
I sing a morning song
As dawn’s early light break,
I sing a morning song
Beautiful morning rising high.
I sing a morning song,
As blue as the morning skies.
I thank God for morning and what it bring
For morning means beginnings
Like the start of spring.
I sing morning songs
To brighten up my day
I too sing morning songs
Each and every moment in a small way.
3Sept2002