The sun came up this morning; I could see

I thought it looked quite a bit like you

Its rays so bright they nearly blinded me

Illuminating life’s hullabaloo

It woke the world.  I heard a bird cuckoo

The heat came next, soon dewdrops sizzled loud

I looked out and had to wonder who

What fool would spend that day inside a crowd

You blinded me to you, you should be proud

Yet you showed faults in all else of my world

You caught me, had me trapped inside a shroud

I wonder why I stay with you, my girl

And yet I wait to hold your little hand

And walk you out the door, away to band

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