Why I wake early hello,sun in my face.Hello,you who made the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tullips and the nodding morning glories and into windows of even the miserable and the crotchety best preacher that ever was, dear ster,that just happens to be where you are in the universe to keep us from ever darkness,to ease us with warm touching,to hold us in the great hands of light-good morning,good morning,good morning.Watch now,how I start the day in happiness,in kindness.
