The 7:25 a.m. Welcome
Oh laud, kaleidoscopically,
Bedizened kitchen chandelier,
And blazon spectroscopically
Every nascent solar spear
Blasting through our eastern panes
To announce that the night is done
And that the excess winter rains
Have been exchanged for vernal sun
Making myriad rainbows dance,
Whenever I stir that mixture,
And summon up the happy trance
Had only by prismatic fixture!
Then...the dazzle of that spangle,
Withers with the hour angle.