Wake up everyone!
Its time for a new day.
The sun is out,
Its chased all the clouds away!
The birds are singing
get up! get up, from where you lay!
The air is crisp and clean
Not like in the city where its sticky like clay.
A breeze glides through your hair,
makes the water slightly rough on the bay.
No outside communication,
the only price we pay.
For a sight so beautiful,
You'd think it was created by fey.

Angelic Warrior

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/goodmorning-2/