The Good Morning Man rests his head upon the pillow and burns the timbers of his mind
As sunrise lights a color of fire on his cheek chafed with time
The Good Morning Man moves his fingers stiffly upon his joints and cracks the limbs in two
As morning air fills his nose...an aroma of new
'More to work with today than yesterday' as the Good Morning Man likes to say
He's awakened the dawn of responsibility
Expanding dreams a possibility
And beyond the daydreams?
Darkness and sleepy scenes of burning forests of imagination
Fresh will be the soil of a brand new world
Good night Good Morning Man, good night
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