The Sun
Oh to be up in the early morn,
out on the road just before dawn.
Watch the sky as it gradually becomes light,
then behold, a wonderful sight.
As the giant fiery orb comes into view,
all of the colours change with its golden hue.
So I give thanks to the sun that I see,
for it gives life, and warmth to you and me
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