Natures The Cure
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Jayne Louise Davies
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The breeze touched my garden,
each leaf danced and swayed.
The sun is in hiding,
It's another new day.
The birds in the treetops,
Are singing their tune,
The days go so quickly,
July arrives soon.
Each year we get older,
But nature remains,
When we're done and dusted,
Each moments the same.
To enjoy is the meaning,
Of life that's for sure,
Life is a blessing,
Nature's the cure.
Jayne Louise Davies
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