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A Peaceful Day'Twas a warm,tranquil day in the merry month of May, with puffy white clouds drifting lazily through the brilliant blue skies. The sun shone cheerily in the early afternoon, warming hearts and lightening weary minds. Robins sing their sweet songs of cheer and glad tidings, serenading every passerby. A warm breeze softly whispers quietly through the tall, green leaved oak trees, and rushes past the clear,blue waters of the city pond, telling of pleasant things and wonderful adventures. Butterflies flit merrily amongst the pink rose bushes, to brighten gloomy souls with their graceful dance, to make everyone's day cheerful and bright. Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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