Winter Sunrise

Winter morning sunrise

Above the shimmering water

Streaming along from east to west

Through pathways known by God alone

How lovely is the sunrise

Gently lighting winter’s morn

With radiant hue of peach and blue

Light painted from heaven’s palette

Weaving through leaves ever so lightly

How lovely is the sunrise

Nature’s way of ushering in

The beginning of a brand new day

With tinted rays of sunlight

And pale blue shades of gray

How lovely is the sunrise

If ever I’ve seen a lovelier view

Of winter morning sunrise

That memory is lost to me

For this is a brand new day

How lovely is the sunrise

Note: Looking eastward this morning across a lawn all covered with snow, and just beyond the meandering tree-lined stream, I witnessed the most amazing sunrise I think I had ever seen. I just felt compelled to compose this poem. I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Blessings, Gene