In thought I woke, my gaze adorning,
Dawn again bequeathed the morning,
Surrendering to morning light,
As did the moon bequeath the night.
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Such a lovely poem, with an attractive, eye catching title! 'Surrendering to morning light, As did the moon bequeath the night.' - So beautifully presented! We must take an account of what we would bequeath to our posterity.
Beauty of the dawn effectively encapsulated in this nice poem: “” Dawn again bequeathed the morning, Surrendering to morning light, As did the moon bequeath the night.“