I'Ll Write It Down, and Just Leave Her To Rest

Oh, now with the morning sun’s arrival A new dawn, and the sparkling green grass Upon the sun, rest the earth’s survival A poet praising through wet window glass Birds chirping, wind slowly blowing away Sun silently rises above, the skies Bright rays of light, indicating the day Hungry little ones weep, the mother flies The sky is filled with beautiful blue cloud It’s as lively as it could have ever been The beauty speaks to me, almost loud And splendor is like few have ever seen I stay away, but praising her to the best I’ll write it down, and just leave her to rest