Broo_am (Andy B) / / CC BY-ND

Dawn greets the meek child
A gift called Day
From dew drops to rainbows
To shaped clouds that breeze by

The meek that inherits,
Without vengeance and strife,
Grow trees of the forest
And unparch dry earth.

Whence Dusk wakes
To sprinkle the sky
With silver sparkle
Moonbeams and stars dance

Through soft-spoken lips songs play
Hope, Love, and Peace
With heart light as air
Bequeath of young Spring

Sleep embraces the weary
But lighthearted one
For that was the entire world
Earth inherited

In response to the Daily Prompt: Mad as a Hatter.
It’s probably weird linking this to the Daily Prompt but since this poem was prompted by it, I had to do it.

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