Morning Come

When will morning come?With the sunWith the carsIn the rushOr riding on the bus?And does it riseIn the skiesUnending workOn the farmsFilling up the barns?Or could it shineAt a timeIn the darkFilled with caresWith a prayer?Or with a lightIn the nightMary’s childGod’s own SonHis morning come!Morning Come by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 All rights reservedContinue reading “Morning Come”