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At the dawns early light
natures beauty revealed, is a breath taking, beautiful sight
As the midnight moon, fades away
And the brand new shining sun, peeks up, welcoming a brand new day
the water on the lake, is as crystal clear, and calm like a pane of glass
the mountain dew, covers all the dense forest grass
Now, its time for the moon to go to sleep
As the beautiful sun, comes up over the mountain peak
At the dawns early light
nature wakes up dancing, with great wonder and delight
Before the sun comes up, excitedly the birds are full of busy chatter already
At the dawns early light, the mighty owl, is still hiding in the forest, waiting patiently steady
the wild forrest flowers, awaken and begin to open and bloom,
anticipating the comforting warmth of the sun, coming up at dawn vey. Soon
The night crawler worms, go back into the dirt to rest
As the sun comes out shining at its very brightest and best
not a single cloud is in the massive blue sky
as the mighty sequias, stand so proud, so shy
By john d jungers
19. December. 2015
natures beauty revealed, is a breath taking, beautiful sight
As the midnight moon, fades away
And the brand new shining sun, peeks up, welcoming a brand new day
the water on the lake, is as crystal clear, and calm like a pane of glass
the mountain dew, covers all the dense forest grass
Now, its time for the moon to go to sleep
As the beautiful sun, comes up over the mountain peak
At the dawns early light
nature wakes up dancing, with great wonder and delight
Before the sun comes up, excitedly the birds are full of busy chatter already
At the dawns early light, the mighty owl, is still hiding in the forest, waiting patiently steady
the wild forrest flowers, awaken and begin to open and bloom,
anticipating the comforting warmth of the sun, coming up at dawn vey. Soon
The night crawler worms, go back into the dirt to rest
As the sun comes out shining at its very brightest and best
not a single cloud is in the massive blue sky
as the mighty sequias, stand so proud, so shy
By john d jungers
19. December. 2015
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At the dawns early light
At the dawns early light