Around the flower beds the white butterflies play
How can one feel grumpy on a day like today
A high of a beautiful 25 degrees
And the birds chirp and whistle on the bushes and trees
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On your third poem and I imagine you waking up most days, looking out the window and embracing the world. Am enjoying the appreciation, as seen through your grateful eyes!
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On your third poem and I imagine you waking up most days, looking out the window and embracing the world. Am enjoying the appreciation, as seen through your grateful eyes!