This is the poem published by me and not copied.
The sun is shining, bright up in the sky;
The birds are flying up so high.
If you want to win, you got to believe in yourself:
You will achieve anything that you never had before.
The sun is shining, bright up in the sky:
The birds are flying up so high.
I can feel the fresh air, moving past me;
When you have achieved something this is how you feel.
The sun is shining, bright up in the sky;
The birds are flying up so high.
Happy Days; Happy Days;
Happy Days; Happy Days