I am new around here!
Can you show me what I heard?
Can the sky go marching by?
Can the trees bear our needs?
Show me world, is it true…
Does the wind know what to do?
I can see that it is true.
The things I heard about you,
Every morning since I was born.
Mom brought me to this window so I can hear
her tell me to say, “Good morning, world!”
I looked through the big window; it seemed to be as big as
the wall. As I listen to her words,
I can see the trees bring us what we need.
The sun shines its bright light.
I can almost taste the warm sunrays when they shine on my face.
As I grew up, I learned to say, “Good morning, world. I will see you tomorrow.
When I grow up, your wonders I want to borrow!