ORIGINAL ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Morning can hold such glorious hope, a wonder to behold,
The birds give voice to each new day, with songs of love untold,
The air is clean, the sky is blue, the sun peeks from below,
The eastern clouds, encased in gold, a gift more than we know,
The dawning of the day gives way, and opens up the sky,
Behold His wondrous majesty, His love will never die.