Photo contributed by Deborah Dicochea

12/15 (Morning Revelations of My Teenage Son)

Streaks of thin white clouds
Paint a vast baby blue sky
The brush held by God
Who never wakes up late

With the world’s worries on pause
And the Artist deals at work
Fluorescent yellow, vibrant red, and
Festive orange begin to fill His canvas

Light bursts its way into the frame
Unveiling grassy hills, towering trees
And fallen leaves to appear
Amidst all the reborn colors

Endless possibilities brought about
By these superior rays of warmth
Greeting the liveliest moment
Oh, how I love the morning!