Ah, sweet fragrant hour of dawn!
As the world awakens
Smiling flowers stretch to Sun
And their perfume beckons
Mingling gently in the breeze
With all the other scents,
Pot-pourri of sensation,
Nature's own incense.
Gentle Dawn, stretching widely
And spilling forth her hues
Embraces all in a smiling yawn-
Scents mingle and diffuse.