The sun is rising

That is an old poem WRITTEN BY aLDO KRAAS

The sun is rising
Early in the morning
No body is up
Yet in this quiet
Neighborhood
I love when the
Neighborhood
Is quiet
I Wake up very early
And I go for a walk
Around the block
I see the sun start
To rise early in the
Morning
I can’t wait for the
Sun to be out
I need badly the
Vitamin D
Yes the sun
Take my blues away
That I need
I could never lived
Without the sun
It was my father that made the blue
Sky and the sun
Also he made the birds