Sunday Morning Poem by Steven Iceberg

Sunday morning
Best day of the week
I look out of my window
Just take a peek

The sun is shining
It is beautiful and calm
The cars go past slowly
Beep Beep goes my alarm

I get dressed
Ready for a brand new day
It's Sunday and I love it
In every single way

I got to church
To pray and sing
I look up to Jesus
He is of course our King

I go back outside
With the wind in my hair
I feel so free and alive
This feeling is rare

Bye Bye I say
Too the Summers day
I just love Sundays
In every single day