J-ust keep on thinking
O-f what the sun can bring;
E-xpect the sky's blessing,
L-et the light come shining.
C-omfort and warm dawn
A-re caused by the beacon;
S-un's well and good season
E-nds the dark on the horizon.
R-ising up from deep slumber
I-s fine on second December;
A-llow the things that matter to keep the fair weather.
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