Good Morning
Every morning I wake up,
Put off my candle of dreams and raise up
my hopes though my thoughts whirl,
like a happy-go-lucky sort of girl.
Chirping birds on my window,flowers that bloom
in pots,the morning dew freshens up my room.
Then the sunlight comes to me cheering,
strucks my eyes and wishes me "GOOD MORNING"
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