September
morning
Light
and shine
Wake
up to the light
Feel
the glory never want to cry
The
golden rays the heated glow
It
brights up the eyes looking into the sky
The
showering web of lights
The
shadows dancing sometimes alone
September
morning
Wake
up to smell the day
The
gift of light God grace
Who
wants to forget?
The
moments of a time
It
strokes the spaces
The
sound of joy and laughter
The
gift of light God is kind
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