Stop Mourning, Has Come the Morning
With fresh hope start the morning
Welcome the Sun and His work
Bright light is there for all commonly
Why not we use it to render wonder?
All the birds and other little creatures
Are on the run in search of food
They have no credit cards or ATM
Still they cheerfully accept this life
Cows and dogs discharge duties
Other creatures somehow live
How they live is indeed a mystery
But, those souls never at all brood
Having come to this World now
They bear all difficulties stoically
They never complain or have grudge
They never think of pathetic suicide
Many lessons from them we learn
They shape our minds in many ways
If we adopt their system of living
Peace and bliss will flood our lives.
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