Now, Here Comes The Sun Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now, here comes the sun:
A beautiful new born day,
Gleaming up the bay!

Clouds are drifting by,
As daybreak wakens the sky,
And dreams away fly!

Ocean was asleep,
And all the obscure dark deep,
Day, night away sweep!

The water is clam,
As day rises from its palm,
Earth greets you: salaam!

At the horizon,
A new silvery winged swan:
Early hours of dawn!

Now, day is born new,
With plenty of things do to,
Worth thought and value!