Morning
We greet others ' Good morning'
But do we ever think?
Who greets Morning?
The waking sun from the riverbed,
The chirping birds on the trees,
The cocks with their full-throated crowing,
The resting drops of dew on the grass
And the blooming buds of blossoms.
It is the harbinger of vitality.
So we greet Morning ' Good morning'
We greet others ' Good morning'
But do we ever think?
Who greets Morning?
The waking sun from the riverbed,
The chirping birds on the trees,
The cocks with their full-throated crowing,
The resting drops of dew on the grass
And the blooming buds of blossoms.
It is the harbinger of vitality.
So we greet Morning ' Good morning'
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