Little rays of sunshine
That sneak in through the door
The early tunes of the koel
That makes me sleepy more
The milkman's morning call
As steals in the morning breeze
Into another day in my life
My mind does slowly ease
Little beads of sweat
That forms in the summer heat
Many people known and strange
Today I will meet
Not a cloud I see
The day is hot and bright
As I go past the gentle river
I soak in the pretty sight
Little birds by the thousands
Flying home I spy
As if strewn by a million angels
Crimson splashes the sky
After journey across the heavens
Like each day from east to west
Into the mighty ocean
The sun sinks to rest
Little stars that twinkle
Along the milky way
Tells me it is time to wind up
Another long and tiring day
With Thanks to the Lord I do
Bring my day to its end
Thank thee Oh Lord for another
Day on this earth to spend.
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