The Morning Sun

I like the morning sun
It is just a blessing
The warmth in it
It heals the sick
Birds sing and dance
To embrace the morning sun

The sun shines
To highlight the best works of man
The morning dew dries
For the grass to sprout
The insects smiles
The warmth offered

Work in the morning
Before the hot day
Before noon
When you won't work
You won't eat