Tag: Morning
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An Early Morning Prayer
I crest a hill and there behold, Above the frost and vapors cold, The dawn-lit mountains rising bold, Like heaps of crystal gleamed in morning’s fire
A smatter of the wanderings, wonderings, outlooks, and insights of an everyday adventurer
I crest a hill and there behold, Above the frost and vapors cold, The dawn-lit mountains rising bold, Like heaps of crystal gleamed in morning’s fire