G-aze at the beautiful morn,
R-ising sun softens the wind;
A-pril second Sunday,
C-hill and raindrops
E-nd.
V-ile weather turns fair
E-arly in the break of dawn;
S-hadows are turning
I-nto a bright horizon.
L-et the loneliness fade,
L-earn to smile, not to mourn;
A-llow your eyes to glow,
S-ee the beautiful morn.
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