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By Patricia Taylor Wells

I love the easiness of morning

When all is hushed and still-

The sky, so innocent it blushes;

The air so sweet it sings.

I love the hopefulness of daybreak,

When light ascends the hill;

And Earth drinks every dewdrop- 

Ah, the beauty morning brings.