God's Sunrise

The sun rises above the hill,

The morning dew upon my sill,

A beautiful day has come at will,

Hopes for a great day to fulfill.

The joys and smiles all until,

Seeing your face brings a chill,

For you are with me to instill,

Glorious day, smell the daffodil.

Let me day be of a quadrille,

A waterfall of your love does spill,

Into me, you've given a day of thrill,

I feel your outreached hands still,

Rejoicing in you, the greatest skill

© Christina M Wilmes