There is a good day coming to us all
With a blue sky from the above
A brighten up daylight given us a call
With its spirit and sunshine love
Rising upward every feeling born now
With its beautiful glowing new sky
We can manage a depression somehow
Before it fades out of display to die
Every hour is a turning time's wheel
Waves to shores going to the past
Morning with its beauty tries to feel
What shall be after early hours cast
We are on our way to some affluence
Like a fire climbing through a cloudy mist
Giving reaction in its rhythmic effluents
From end to end in its far drifting gist
There is a playful break of day here
Giving pleasures from what might be
Now awake to new morn everywhere
Look out your window – think and be free
Sunday, November 18, 2007
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