The clouds I see such pretty blue grays,
The tree brass along with the wind it plays.
The sun full of joy en-lighted so bright,
wonderfully set such a beautiful sight.
Glistening of the water swaying away,
sparkled by this great feeling what a glorious day.
Birds chirping as they softly sing,
sounds of a church-bell what a soulful ring.
Breezes along the freshest of air,
the radiant rose petals a constant stare.

Moving along through the poise of my night,
stars glimmering vivaciously innocent and white.
What a moment us day simply well spent,
as I lay in my bed ,off to dreamland I went...





Joann Marie Santos

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