Rising Sun

To wake with the rising sun,

That guiding light,

A new morning has begun,

The warmth of the glow,

It warms a soul,

As one prepares for the show,

For the first act,

Is that first foot step,

Then the chapter grows,

For as an hour goes by,

A page is turned,

With the memories that are made,

For one has travelled on the path,

That leads us to midday,

As the story of the show,

Continues throughout the day,

Until the curtains are drawn,

Then in the dreams one rehearses the lines for the next day....