Riddle of the Week

Every dawn begins with me

At dusk I’ll be the first you see

And daybreak couldn’t come without

What midday centers all about

Daises grow from me, I’m told

And when I come, I end all cold

But in the sun I won’t be found

Yet still, each day I’ll be around

Bring the solution to the riddle in to Mr. Howe 

by Friday for extra credit