The cycle of a day, from sunrise to sunset, is so magnificent.

The stanza;

I grew up through the morning, soon,
Maturing past the midday bell.
Became adult by afternoon,
And a little wise, as well.

really appeals to me. I love how you compared the day to your life and your maturity. The rhythm and tone also adds to the soothing read. Well done and thank you for sharing!

PS: If you are interested and have some spare time, I have some poetry on my blog too. :)