Someone dipped their fanbrush Into the charcoal gray Painted the sky in whispy clouds To open up my day They softeded the dreary color By telling the sun to rise Bringing a harvest of cherries Right before my sleepy eyes Thanks be to the benefactor Who graced my day with surprise How I love these charcoal mornings With color in the Eastern sky The sun has now painted The clouds an apricot color Looks like a gaint female Cardinal Flying through the air What a way to begin a day With color that flies so fair