Country sunrise, breaks o’er the hill,
Awakes the land, quiet and still.
Oh listen now, birds sing so clear,
Wondrous music, beauty to hear.
Country sunrise, across the land,
Warming the day, smiling so grand.
Kissing each leaf, of every tree,
Wondrous beauty, for us to see.
Country sunrise, now warms the soil,
So that each plant, may have less toil.
Soon the flowers begin to show,
In the sunlight, their colors glow.
Country sunrise, and all the while,
It gives to us, the widest smile.
©2021 Steve McLeod.