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This Beautiful Sunday
A peaceful quiet spreads seamlessly
Across all in it's path -
Not a soul to be seen
Among the cool breeze
As it gently caresses each leaf
And emerald blade,
Morning beckons...
I, it's only witness so far
Listening intently at this delicate beauty -
Do you recall the symphony
Of the breeze among the leaves?
Ah, it soothes this weary soul
And blankets this heart in peace,
Much as a sleeping babe.
My day shall be perfect
Having begun in this way,
And I pause to thank it's creator
For once again bringing me heaven on earth
This beautiful Sunday.
Across all in it's path -
Not a soul to be seen
Among the cool breeze
As it gently caresses each leaf
And emerald blade,
Morning beckons...
I, it's only witness so far
Listening intently at this delicate beauty -
Do you recall the symphony
Of the breeze among the leaves?
Ah, it soothes this weary soul
And blankets this heart in peace,
Much as a sleeping babe.
My day shall be perfect
Having begun in this way,
And I pause to thank it's creator
For once again bringing me heaven on earth
This beautiful Sunday.
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This Beautiful Sunday
This Beautiful Sunday