The warmth of the sun
The sweet morning air
A day to be lazy
With nary a care

We rise from our beds
We stretch and we yawn
And find ourselves lost
In a glorious dawn

And thank the good Lord
For allowing us to see
Another beautiful Sunday
Made for you and for me

Original April 2014

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Photo: Brian Amento – Used with Permission