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Winter morning sunrise
Above the shimmering water,
Streaming along from east to west
Through pathways known by God alone.
How lovely is the sunrise.
  
Gently lighting winter’s morn
With radiant hue of peach and blue,
Light painted from heaven’s palette,
Weaving through leaves ever so lightly.
How lovely is the sunrise.
  
Nature’s way of ushering in
The beginning of a brand new day,
With tinted rays of sunlight
And pale blue shades of gray.
How lovely is the sunrise.
  
If ever I’ve seen a lovelier view
Of winter morning sunrise,
That memory is lost to me
For this is a brand new day.
How lovely is the sunrise.

Author's Note: Looking eastward through my picture window, across the lawn all covered with snow and just beyond a meandering tree-lined stream, I witnessed the most wonderful winter sunrise I think I'd ever seen. And I felt compelled to compose this poem. I sincerely hope the readers of Veterans' Voices like it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you for sharing it.