Morning

Innocence, my long-gone childhood friend
I thought we might not ever meet again

But there, in silver light ascending fair
In singing thrush and crisp, clean morning air
In wisps of red and gold like molten metal
In delicate, soft-reaching sunlit petals

Innocence, I thought forever lost
Like grains of sand in deepest ocean toss'd

But there, in night retiring apropos
In pale blue sky alight with early glow
In glistening reflective drops of dew
In morning dawning, day begins anew

And so, beloved, long-lost childhood friend
Our wayward paths have crisscrossed once again