Rise new day.
The red sky is turning blue.
Glistening dew upon my lawn
as my home greets early dawn.

Delicious fragrances swirling in the air
as flowers sway without a care.
A rooster says good morning in a call so bold
while the rest hide in bed avoiding the cold.

Fog creeps across the street
while birds search for food to eat.
Crickets chirp quietly as birds form a choir.
Sun glaring through the windows, begging for sleep to expire.

Wake up. Wake up. A new day is here.
Stop hiding in bed, there's nothing to fear.
The sun smiles at us sleeping below,
trying to wake us, to say hello.