Morning

Never star was in the sky
Winter winds went wailing by
Not a violet was in bloom
Not a rainbow rimm’d the gloom
But the light’s on cot and clod
Earth is happy, and, thank God
It’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning!
Morning on the holly hills
Meadows that enfold the rills
Morning in the heav’ns of blue
Morning in the eyes of you:
In the dear and dreaming eyes
Where the kind God made my skies
It’s morning, it’s morning, it’s morning!