When I think of morning, I think of Cat Stevens’ masterpiece, Morning Has Broken, which he recorded during his rise in popularity many years ago. It has become a hymn sung in many churches and never seems to grow old. His worshipful praise for the magnificence of the new day dawning is unparalleled.

More often, when I think of mornings I think of waking up slowly to the smell of coffee perking. Since I am a night person, it seems to take a while for me to get motivated in the morning. Breakfast cereal and a glass of orange juice will see me through to lunch time. I like my orange juice as much as I do my half a pot of coffee that I drink while watching the morning news.

Morning has broken

Fall sunshine streams through my pane

Orange juice makes me smile


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Mish at d’verse asked us to write a Haibun (consisting of a short prose and a Haiku) describing our morning. The song above has long been a favorite of mine so I included it as well.

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