Morning Salutation 

By Victoria K.

From where doth sunshine rise it’s head?,

With whom does Apollo make his bed?,

When does the moon say ‘Good-day’?,

Who tells the wind to stay at bay?

From Mothers bosom springs our life,

And Uncles will that gives us strife,

It’s Fathers word that gives us strength,

Aunt’s sweet fruit, our lives, gives length,

How do we rise to reach for more?

How dare we knock on Heavens door?

What gives us right to shout our name?

For Glory, Love and fleeting Fame!