Monday, January 31, 2011

Good Morning

Out at the break of day,
Singing along the way,
Helping the birds to say,
Smiling to left and right,
You'll make a sad friend bright.
Earth will return a light

Then when Life's evening falls,
Darkness your soul enthralls,
You'll hear a voice that calls,
Friends of the Earth will meet,
Tenderly they'll repeat
Words that to you are sweet,

So, Out at the break of day,
Sing all along the way,
Help every bird to say,
Smile first to left, then right.
Make, now, that sad friend bright.
Do you not hear Earth's light