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Summer Mornings

Sun’s rays gently creep between 

My curtains not shut tight 

Its warmth and light caressing me 

Chasing away the night.


The morning’s chorus has begin 

With songs of many birds 

While tiny flowers open to show 

Their beauty to the world. 


Down below, out in the street 

Children begin their play 

With so many friends for them to greet 

There is no school today.


Shades and shorts and summer shoes 

No need for coats this morn 

A sunhat, parasol perhaps 

It’s sure to be quite warm.


Life seems so much better when 

The days are bright and breezy 

A smile, a wave, “hello” and then 

The mood today is easy.