Evry sunrise is a present
A gift 4m d God abve
Gift-wrapped wid scarlet ribbons & tied wid bows of luv
Ech is new beginning, a time 2 start anew
While all d stars r sleeping & d rose is fresh wid dew
Ech day''s a new creation, too lovely 2 ignore
& V may not find blessings, jst outside our door
V can''t keep d past, like fireflies in a jar
Nor journey 2 d future by wishing on a star
Evry sunrise is a blessing a gift 4 jst 2day
Rejoice, my friend embrace it b4 it fades away
A day''s work is a day''s work, neither more nor less, and the man who does it needs a day''s sustenance, a night''s repose and due leisure, whether he be painter or ploughman
