Sweet Morning

When the sun smiles
And the birds sing
The church bells ring
The trees still for a while

Then i know it is morning
The beginning of a day
That promises to be gay
And maybe the end of mourning

The hurt belongs to yesterday
The pain ,i dreamt it away
The betrayal, a thing of the past
Well yesterday is part of my past

The shattered pieces of my heart
Were mended by my tears
Tears that wet my pillow
And remind me of a feeling so hollow
That feeling of nothingness

But nothing will rob me of the joy
That this morning brings
This morning is a symbol of hope
A new beginning
Another reason to live.


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