Just Another Day
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Jayne Louise Davies
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Billowing clouds,
In the midst of the sky,
Floating past,
As time goes by,
Beneath the sky,
The oak trees grow,
A resting place,
For the noisy crow,
I hear him now,
As he flies off,
To pastures new,
He's had enough.
Searching for his place to roost,
As night draws near,
Near the woods.
The bright blue sky has gone away.
Tomorrow brings another day.
Jayne Louise Davies
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