Look at that light
Look at that light
It creates such a fright
For the young souls
Who run and grab bowls
As they get ready for school
And feel like a fool
For getting up at dawn
To walk across the lawn
But it really is the best time of day
And can easily make your way
Throught that long day
When you love first light
That you always fight
And hold onto night
So tight
When you know you heard
About the early bird
Who gets the worm
That is real firm
Because he woke first
With a great burst
So don't fight
The beautiful early light
When its truely the best time of day
And can help you on your way
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