Time to wake,
you sleepyhead
The dawn is breaking
o’er your head.
Life is stirring
all around,
a symphony
of sight and sound.
Chirping birds
in every hue.
Awake! Breathe in,
enjoy the view
before it fades
to but a dream,
mere memories of
all things seen
and in between
Wake up!
Ye stewards
of this land
It’s fate rests
solely
in your hands.
And do not cry
“In God we trust!”
God trusted us
to care for this world-
every leaf unfurled,
a precious gift.
The beast, the bloom,
the sky-such room
to fly!
From dust we came
to dust we go
and thus no one
may ever know
the folly that was known
as man,
destroyed by naught
but his own hand.
Wake Up!
Cheryl KP
copyright 2017
Tropical Affair 
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