The shinning of it's bright glory
The king of the morning,
Bringing a new dawn,
A summer to remember.

Ray of light in the sky above
Sunshine that brightens thy weary face
The ruler of the blue sky,
Giving command to the day,
Telling the night when to come.

Looking to its golden face,
As it showers its light on my face.
The shinning beam up in the sky
A joy to remember

Your settling at night,
Giving way to the glorious,
Clouds of the night,
Leaving me to await the morning.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson