Gift-wrapped with scarlet ribbons and tied with
bows of love.
Each is a new beginning, a time to start anew,
Each is a new beginning, a time to start anew,
While all the stars are sleeping, and the rose is
fresh with dew.
Each day's a new
creation, too lovely to ignore,
And we may not find a blessing, just outside our
door.
We cannot keep the
past, like fireflies in a jar,
Nor journey to the future by wishing on a star.
Every sunrise is a blessing, a gift for just today,
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