Amidst the mist of early morn The world is quiet and forlorn
soon the sun will show its face And bring with it a warm embrace.
Lazy lazy summer's morning breeze blowing from south
The sunflower lifts its head up high As if to greet the morning sky Its golden petals spread wide and bright,
A beacon of hope, a ray of light…
Blossoms in the spring, Promising new life to come, Hope should blooms in every beating hearts.
The bees come buzzing, drawn by its charm
To gather nectar and spread it far The sunflower nods, as if to say
"Welcome, friends, to A BRAND NEW DAY."
Brand new day, a blank canvas
And in this moment, I am free To simply be, to simply see The wonder of this world we're in And all the beauty that's within
The sunflower stands tall and proud A symbol of strength, and of being loud
It reminds us to never give up hope To always reach for the sky, and to never mope.
For life is like the sunflower's bloom A journey that begins in gloom
But with patience and with steady care We'll find the beauty that's always there.