At times one loses everything, it only means that things shall recommence shortly with more life, more love, more devotion, more intensity, with more hope . . .
Hope of a new tomorrow to fill the pits created by yesterday.
I awoke this morning,
ate my breakfast early.
I dressed by myself
and to school I hurry.
School, school,
here I am today.
Now I am ready to read
and sing and play.
(to the tune of "Happy Birthday")
Good Morning to you
Good Morning to you
Good Morning Dear first Grade
Good Morning to you!