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The Poetry of Clay Harrison

"The Present"

Every sunrise is a present,
a gift from God above,
Gift-wrapped with scarlet ribbons
and tied with bows of love.

Each day's a new beginning,
a time to start a new,
While all the stars are sleeping,
and the rose is fresh with dew.

Everyday's a new creation,
too lovely to ignore,
and we may find a blessing,
just outside our door.

We cannot keep the past,
like fireflies in a jar;
Nor journey to the future
by wishing on a star.
Every sunrise is a blessing,
a gift for just today.
Rejoice, my friend, embrace it
before it fades away!