Fern holding a book.

Every Day
by Teena

When I wake up every morning

I see the sparkling dew

It makes the grass look pretty

It seems that they grew

The sun comes up and shines in my eye

It brightens up the whole world,

I see the birds go by

But when the sun goes down,

The day has to end

But when it turns tommorrow,

There's a new day to spend 

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