Good Morning Mr. Sunshine, how did you wake so soon.
You scared away the little stars and shone away the moon.
I saw you go to sleep last night before I said my prayers
Lo in the west you sank to rest, how did you get up there?
I never go to sleep dear child, I just go round to see
the little children in the east who wait and watch for me.
(One of the many poems I memorized as a child. I’ll have to Google it
and see where it came from and who wrote it and if that is the whole poem.
It’s how I remember where the sun rises and sets.)