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There’s a ray of light from up above
That pokes it’s fingers through the clouds
It shines a spotlight in the world
And wakes it from it’s shroud

There’s a friendly smile in tiny bud
That shines with morning dew
‘Tis nature’s precious gem
Worth much more than any jewel

There’s a busy hum all around
As bees go about their work
They flit and flee from flower to flower
Their chores they never shirk

There’s the gossip of a thousand birds
That chatters through the trees
They tell the tales of local feuds
That revert again to peace

There’s a silver thread, hidden well
That often can’t be seen
A spider’s home, his work of art
Which in the light will glean

There’s a whisper on the slightest wind
That will barely touch one’s ears
It takes with it another day
As night time slowly nears