Look at the dawn,how the crest of the hill meets the horizon...how I wish I could preserve it
Look at the morning, the doe stepping so elegantly...how I wish I could picture it until my days are done
Look at the afternoon, the sky a calm blue, the sun itself seems to be relaxing...I know I will always treasure the sight as long as I live
Look at the evening, the pink, orange, and red unfold before your eyes...your eyes widen at the sight
Look at the night, how the stars brighten the sky, and now you lay in bed thinking of the previous wonders...and the ones yet to come.