RISING STAR
RISING STAR
As the moon returns home,
She whispers to the sun.
"Time to rise, my dear,
The world awaits you hear"
While the sun stirs,
He peeks his head out from underneath the blanket of the night sky.
A faint orange glow, kill the darkness.
The clouds in the sky,
Take on some colour.
A breathtaking beauty,
Appeals to all eyes.
It brings a bright new day,
Welcome you to a day full of fun.
And all the happiness,
That make you smile.