Three of my Favorite Men...

Morning has broken like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for them springing fresh from the world
Like the first dewfall on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass...

Thanks for all the wonderful comments, sweet heart and lovely stars on my yesterday’s blip xxx