Morning has Broken words by Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965)
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
Sweet, the rain’s new fall
Sunlit from heaven
Like the first dew fall
On the first grass
Praise for the sweetness
Of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness
Where His feet pass
Mine is the sunlight
Mine is the morning
Born of the one light
Eden say play
Praise with elation
Praise ev’ry morning
God’s re-creation of the new day
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
I’ll tell you how the sun rose a ribbon at a time. ~Emily Dickinson
Good to be Home 
beautiful photos and poem…
BEAUTIFUL shots…. I LOVE the first and the last one
Thank you — I am always blessed by your pictures and thoughts. That’s a lovely song.
Beautiful!
I like your new colors! And the first picture and the last are my favorite…but they are all beautiful. Those two just seem to capture the essence of morning though. Have a good weekend!!
Beautiful!!!
I love how well your pictures go with this old and much loved hymn. 🙂 thanks for sharing!
Refreshing post, beautiful pictures!
Lovely 🙂
That first photo is flat awesome! Amazing!
Good morning!
A simple beauty in fall, it has rich warm colors, such a contrast to the wintery white.
Is that the bird feeder you were telling me about? Did you and the boys have a fire out there recently? I picture you with a blanket sitting near the fire with your fav. mug.
Deliciously exquisite
You have such a gift for taking pictures. They are beautiful.
~Blessings