The morning has begun,
The moon is fully set;
Off to its slumber,
Without any regret.
The sun is yawning,
Her sound is golden rays,
Illuminating and warming
All our sunny days.
The trees and grass,
Stretch in the loving wind.
Shades of green and emerald,
Prepare for the day to begin.
They`ve rested all night,
On strong brown bark beds;
With no cares for today,
In their photosynthetic heads.
The winds smile;
As they prepare, practicing,
A natural concerto;
Fit for any terrestrial king.
A sparrow searches
For its morning meal.
Mother Nature`s store
Let`s the bird steal.
The wide light blue sky,
Is gazing around and down;
From up high, with loving eye
Revealing these sights, to you and I.
Composed By: Andrew Drucker
