Every sunrise is a present,
A gift from God above,
Gift-wrapped with scarlet ribbons,
Tied with bows of love.

Each day's a new beginning,
A time to start anew,
While all the stars are sleeping,
The rose is fresh with dew.

Each day's a new creation,
Too lovely to ignore,
We may find a blessing,
Just outside our door.

We cannot keep the past,
Like fireflies in a jar;
Nor journey to the future,
By wishing on a star.

Every sunrise is a blessing,
A gift for just today,
Rejoice my friend,
Embrace it before it fades away!