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Our Sunshine
On this day a prince was born,
And the valleys became mountains,
Energy was drawn from the earth;
The sunshine of our family.
We clapped our hands when he
Was born, even the stars prostrated,
The melody of our heart, endless;
The sunshine of our family.
Like a butterfly he had grew up to be,
The admirable eyes of each day,
Fine flower, fine tower in the making;
The sunshine of our family.
As the sailor goes to to sea,
We pray his catch is bountiful,
He walks straight up to the iron gate;
The sunshine of our family.
© Habakkuk Kargbo (Rabbi)
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