Through the window it creeps.
Giving my eyes the first peek.
Warm and bright is the day.
Walking in GOD'S path - what say.
Happy are the musical notes of light.
Rubbing cobwebs from dreams frights.
Its a magical song the sunlight.
Yellow goldradiating into sight.
A day to bask in the hollow.
Then when night brings it's shadows.
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