How soft the morning light now shines
Impatient me, why take its time?
Get up, get busy, burn much brighter
It’s not like sun pulled an all-nighter
It’s getting lots of time to rest
The dawn is sunshine at its best!
No matter if there’s chill in air
I find it easier to bear
When sky is full of warming rays
Even on the coldest days
I’d rather suffer frosty dew
Than live without the cobalt blue
Of cloudless prairie boundless sky
Horizon low, but spirit high!!
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