Every day brings a new challenge.
Every day brings a new revere.
Every day brings a new sunrise.
Every day brings a new tear.
Tears of joy and sorrow,
every day brings this near.
Though we know not what’s
tomorrow. Joy and love
come mingling down.
The snow, at morn, whitens
our pathway. His love to grasp.
Forever to last.
Every morning brings the sunrise.
Every evening brings the sunset.
Every day and each morning after
we know this hope, freedom’s breath.
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