Early Morning Breeze

I open up my door to greet the early morning sun

Closing it behind me and away I do run

To the meadow where the meadowlark is singing in the trees

In the meadow, I go walking in the early morning breeze

I cup my hands to catch a multi-colored butterfly

Perched upon the petals of a flower growing wild

Freeing it, I watch it as it flies away from me

To visit with the flowers in the early morning breeze

Rainbow-colored flowers kissed with early morning sun

The aster and the dahlia and the wild geranium

Drops of morning dew still linger on the iris leaves

In the meadow where I'm walking in the early morning breeze

Misty-eyed, I look about the meadow where I stray

For it's there I find the courage to greet the coming day

For there among the flowers, I kneel gently to my knees

To have a word with God in the early morning breeze

A rainbow-colored meadow, kissed with early morning sun

The aster and the dahlia and the wild geranium

Drops of morning dew still linger on the iris leaves

In the meadow where I'm walking in the early morning breeze