A Morning Song (for the First Day of Spring) / Eleanor Farjeon

A Morning Song
(for the First Day of Spring)

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
     From the first Word.

Sweet the rain’s new fall
Sunlit from heaven,
Like the first dewfall
     In the first hour.
Praise for the sweetness
Of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness
     From the first shower.

Mine is the sunlight!
Mine is the morning
Born of the one light
     Eden saw play;
Praise with elation,
Praise every morning,
Spring’s re-creation
     Of the first day.

~~
Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965), 1922
from The Children's Bells, 1957

[Poem is in the public domain in Canada]

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