A Day of Sunshine

The sun, that is always, it’s always bright,
The trees, whose shadows, dance in delight.
The flowers bloom, a riotous hue,
Nature awakes with the morning dew.

The brook doth babble, its silver note,
While birds above in chorus float.
Each leaf and blossom, a story to tell,
In this paradise, all’s calm and well.

• Henry Wadsworth Longfellow