Our sun in early morning jumps above
the horizon and birds awake to greet
the light. The air is cool and carries love.
our eyes are turned to this wondrous feat.
You slowly rise, unfolding vision bright
and we are grateful. You are our dear friend.
A friend who brings us gifts of much delight.
Unselfish you to give and not to lend.
And you understand our longing, our dreams.
It’s you who govern beyond the seasons
and guide us through life with your yellow beams.
Yes, you provide always, no need for reasons.
This love we feel returned brings much pleasure.
Although not often said: You’re a treasure.