THE WAKING DAY.

Otago Witness, Volume 12, Issue 2639, 12 October 1904, Page 73

THE WAKING DAY.

Ahl how sweet th« glory of the waking day, The tender beauty of the fragrant dawn! i Ul tL I*? 13 * tlle c* 3 * now glowing sunbeams stray I With, beaming- smiles to greet, the radiant i morn, -Throbbing -with all the joyousness of spring, .The thrilling songs of happy birds aswing In shadoVd boughs, where from their dreamy r trance | The green leaves wake, soft-quivering in the ! breeze., ' That brea tb.es sweet music as they lightly" - dance, Responding to the sweet-toned melodies. | O come^ere half the glory fades *way, j Too brief the splendour of the waking day. ' Sweet-scented ftlossoms raise their fragrant hps ! Their share of golden kisses to receive — In ecstasy each mellow sunbeam sips ! Their dewy fragrance, till the teardrops leave | Their dew-dimmed eyes, uplifted to the blue | Of smiling skies, that glow with softest hue. The pure warm air with Benediction's touch Breathes tranquil peace to soothe the wearied hear*, . Bliss-laden now: the potent chaim is such. That for a time all worldly cares depart — Forgotten in the glories of the morn, j The tender beauties of the fragrant dawn. — Ada Olive Elusion. 1 Christchurch, October, 1904.