In the quiet dawn, the sun's first light,
Paints the sky with hues so bright.
Birds awaken with joyful song,
Welcoming the day, it won't be long.
Meadows glisten with morning dew,
Nature's beauty comes anew.
With every ray, a promise of fun,
Oh, how glorious, the rising sun!
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