Out and About
Oh, to be up in the early morn,
out and, about before the dawn.
To see the sky, as it gradually gets light,
the first rays of pink in the clouds,
oh, what an awesome sight.
Watching nature wake to its early morning call,
makes me gaze in wonder,
at the majesty, and beauty of it all.
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