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A poem


Morning walk

Dewy summer grass
Early rise

Temperature perfect
Mist returns to the land of dreams

Morning walk

I rest my eyes on mother nature

She nourishes my soul
with images of green and blue

White clouds drifting

Temperature shifting
as the sun comes forth

Dewy summer grass
Early rise

Perfect temperature
on my morning walk




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Publicerad 2013-05-22 12:01



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