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Thursday, May 15, 2014

Every morning

Birds are singing all around
Morning's waking with the sound
Breezes blowing here and there
The squirrels are scampering everywhere..

Little plant-lets glow and shine
Sun beams touch this heart of mine
Spring is singing in the air
While whispering winds will soothe and care

Every morning appears brand new
Fresh with flowery scents and dew
Tasty sweetness-es will fill the day
While daunting demons will run away

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