Beautiful melodies sweetly ring
Like a soothing sound of grace
Morning whispers all over the place
Barely shining the morning sun
Greets the sleepers: one by one
And the squirrels...romp and play
Pounding earth in rhythmic way..
Rustling winds on plant and tree
Sing their songs so poetically
Echoing from the bright blue sky
A mother sings her lullaby..
And we God's children yawn and rise
Beneath the canopy of the skies
Trusting that another day
Will be ours in a special way