My Garden
When first I rise, and look around
And curse the sun that enters now
And think the day is hopeless
No peace of mind is found
With thoughts beyond tomorrow,
Wishing time would fly
Skipping over troubles
Willing them goodbye
But now the sun is shining
And brighter are the skies
That take away the darkness
The fog lifts from my eyes
This day that I've been given
Oh, what a fool I've been
Today is the only garden
That I can ever tend
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