Neath the Morning Sun
S-un in the morning
H-as come up once again;
E-arly Thursday twenty-seventh April,
R-ays begin to ascend.
W-indchill of the night
I-s nowhere to be found;
N-o more mist and haze, rain isn't falling down.
D-awn has just broken, after the lonely twilight;
E-vening shadows fade, warmth sets things aright.
L-et the sadness disappear,
E-xcept the joy and fun;
O-ne zone of mirth remains,
N-eath the morning sun.
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