Quiet Sunday morning.
Brilliant sunrise, day adorning.
Family all still in bed.
A few moments when soul is fed.
Bustle and rush soon begins.
Life awakens and blessed again.
Gifted another day to love.
Joy arises, birthed from above.
Out in the fields or in warmth of our home.
His goodness to us is planted in soul's nurturing loam.
Hope in the new day, opportunities afresh.
Relationships and family engage and mesh.
About the Author: Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.
Image is of early morning sunrise this morning. Brilliance as take Molly on a walk in the quiet of Sunday morning.
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