O Rising Sun! How you herald the new dawn!
You signal your arrival,
With a colorful stream of red, orange, and yellow.
You bring forth a new day, new opportunities.
Who could be sad to see you ascend into the sky?
How could anyone be full of despair,
To observe your paintwork in the sky?
You give us a chance for change.
As you come, we can step away from our past.
You give definition to new,
As you change the twinkling, black sky,
To a peaceful, baby blue.
Let us cherish each day that you bring,
For we are not promised you will always come.
Do not dread the rising sun,
Instead, thank it for giving us another day.
Rejoice in the new day given to us!
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