Somewhere in the early dawn
I find solitude.
Birds are still at rest 
and the dew lingers.

What blessings will this day bring?
Despair or delight...
Either or both may arise
But, He will be there.

God’s new day has been prepared
His Spirit drifts through
Giving comfort to my soul
In His breath of peace.

In silent prayer I whisper
For a lot less pain
And a day without fatigue 
I remain hopeful.

Chrissy Siggee © November 2025

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