When you hear the rooster cry,
when you hear the birds sing,
when you feel the weather warmness,
gratitude to the see breeze still taking effect on the land,
when you see the night dews on the windows, roof & cars,
when you see the light illuminating the world,
Due to the sun you see peeping through the clouds,
you realize,
its Morning.Its Another Day.
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