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.