Over the far horizon the blanket of night begins to slowly dissolve.  The sun is once more on its daily journey across the heavens.  The light begins to sharpen and increase in intensity revealing the landscape.  Morning has begun and dazed heads and sleepy faces come to terms with the new day.

Our poets capture the mood, the emotions and all manner of other details in their descriptions of this time.  But then with the calibre of wordsmiths such as Tennyson, Wordsworth, Milton, Southey, Donne and many more besides we are almost spoilt.