Green Hills And Memories
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Jayne Louise Davies
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Sounds of the morning light,
Of birds in the trees,
Resting from flight,
And the wood pigeon coos so gently.
This is my start of the day,
And I wouldn't want it,
Any other way.
The woodland I see from my window,
The mountain view is so clear,
It's such a pleasure to sit here,
In the arms of nature so near.
Time to reflect on my memories,
This morning is calm and still,
There's no better moment than this I know,
As I look to the green rolling hills.
Jayne Louise Davies
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