This Morning Poem by Shalom Freedman

This Morning



This morning
The light of this morning
The peace of this morning
The beauty of this morning
The happiness of this day
Are all in no way sensational or unexpected
Life has its moments and times
Of simple beauty
And yet this morning
Which has come once
And will never be again
How blessed to be alive in it.

Wednesday, February 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: morning
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Shalom Freedman

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