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Summer Days

When the sun starts to shine
and the darkness is left behind
I know it’s the start of a new summer morning

When a soft new breeze starts blowing
and my hair is tickling my face
I can feel the fresh summer morning.

When birds start chirping around me
flying high above my head
calling to me from the electric blue sky
I can see it’s the start of a beautiful summer morning.

When my family awakes
and I see their love around me
I feel comforted to know
that it’s a peaceful summer morning.





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