Above the ground, up so high,
I see the sky, so blue and bright,
Birds and clouds and aeroplanes too,
Also the sun, our brightest light.
As night falls, the darkness comes,
The blue sky turns, to darker hue,
With twinkling stars, around the moon,
The same old scene has turned anew.
Hours passed, dawn is near,
Leaves are covered with drops of dew,
The birds are back, singing along,
It’s a new day, for me and you.
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