O, This smell of morning light,
Foggy sky, high and just so shy,
Moon raised, stars glowed, Oh it's night.
First sight of sun is just so bright,
Rivers under peaks and road slushy,
O, This smell of morning light.
Last breathe of this day in moonlight,
Dipping into dark, winking stars, slouchy,
Moon raised, stars glowed, Oh it's night.
Month of february, Flights and uplight,
Her birthday, Valentine but not sloughy,
O, This smell of morning light.
Spring is ending up with this nightlight,
It's the last week of February, just fly,
Moon raised, stars glowed, Oh it's night.
Not this year, but next year just highlight,
Will say her all my deplores, Am I feeling shy?
O, This smell of morning light.
Moon raised, Stars Glowed, Oh it's night.
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