Thank you, Anni. Maybe I'm a masochist because I do like making things difficult for myself. I considered rhyming each line as well, but that was a bridge too far. Perhaps next time...
And come the morn, it’s one more dawn that greets our opened eyes,
as flees the night, the sun so bright in glory it doth rise
into the east where colours feast in broadly painted skies,
and songs of birds that need no words release their joyous cries.
The day doth find our dreaming minds to wakefulness arise,
the shadowed mist, not sorely missed, in readiness applies
the daily chore and studied lore our routine now comprise,
the endless round, familiar ground, on which all life now flies.
Line count: 8
Rhymed aaaa aaaa
For Express It In Eight, 10.08.23
Prompt: Write a poem, all of whose lines have exact ending rhyme.
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