Sunrise © Donna Rae Lands
The sunrise of the morning started the day you were born…
Pay to play was always your gaze to never phase…
All the seeds of hope…
Were planted for the day of your life climbing rope…
Sometimes you were ripped, tripped and torn…
The sunrise of the morn…
Yeses and blessings were your ways to cope…
Started the day of your play…
All the plants of hope…
Blue skies and loving rides lift you up…
Life is hard even for buttercups…
The sunrise of the morning started the day you were born…
Try as you might with all your fight…
Rise and thrive in the morning light…
Smiling upon you are the rivers of hope…
Life is not a hoax nor is it a joke…
Smile everyday and in every way…
Change will always come to be-especially for you and me…
The sunrise of the morning started the day you were born…
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