I whisper good morning to beautiful skies
I whisper good morning to beautiful eyes
I whisper good morning to all as I rise
For goodness does surely surround me.
The beauty I see when I look in the blue
The beauty I see when I'm looking at you
It will never grow old; this will always be true
The beauty of life does astound me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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