Forgetting Yesterday
Awake at early morning
Tiptoeing down the stairs
Past the pictures wrapped in frames
And gliding toward cold air
Nightgown on and slippers gone
I race toward the door
The sun is rising! The sun is rising!
Yesterday will be no more!
Chasing moons and starlit skies
I race onward to the end
My horizon is now filled with light
It's time to move on again
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