Natures Pleasures
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Jayne Louise Davies
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The softness of nature,
As sweet as a rose,
Seedlings are planted,
With vigour they grow,
New life around us,
Awakened each morn,
Opening up,
As each new day dawns.
And there in the night time,
All remains calm,
Lambs can be heard,
From a nearby farm,
There is life all around us,
To hear and to see,
In this wonderful world,
No better can be.
Jayne Davies
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