Daytime

The morning sun rises bright, Bathing the city in a lovely light. The sky shifts into a beautiful blue, And the streets are coloured with vibrant hues The moon drifts off, waving goodbye The stars disappear into the morning sky A new day is brimming with activity, There is no time to pretend as if we're in captivity We get up, for it is our time of day As nothing will ever get in our way End.