Sunday, January 8, 2023

Morning Sunrise

 This morning's sunrise was brilliant. 

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morningAnd the first thing that I knewThere was milk and toast and honeyAnd a bowl of oranges, tooAnd the sun poured in like butterscotchAnd stuck to all my senses...
Oh, won't you stay, we'll put on the dayAnd we'll talk in present tenses
When the curtain closesAnd the rainbow runs awayI will bring you incense owls by nightBy candlelight, by jewel-lightIf only you will stay

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