The Morning

January 16, 2008
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birds chirp.
The sun rises the morning air
So alive with enthusiasm,
As the forest awakes from hibernation.

The animals flutter
Around it looking, hunting, and enjoying
The beauty of it. creaks
Dribble with pure delicious water

the sky as blue as the sea.
Nothing is disturbing it,
peace and harmony inflict themselves upon
it and all is good for the next morning.





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