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Saturday, November 10, 2012

The Dance of dawn

Crisp is the air that is dancing around
Touching all creatures without making sound
Warm glowing sunbeams are piercing the sky
And covering the chill that surrounds you and I

Mother Nature's awake now and ready to play
She whispers her greetings and opens the way
With dew drops and wind gusts she touches our face
It's time to be listening and not time to race.

Breathe in the beauty as you exhale the night
So much to be discovered in this morning's light
Enjoy every second and every moment of the day
Let no hour escape you without blessing the way

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