There For Me
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Jayne Louise Davies
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A sunny morning thus unfolds
above the mountains, sun of gold.
For summer starts,
and soon shall see,
Those warmer days of fun and glee.
Wood pigeon flies, up high he goes.
A new day welcomed,
new flowers grow,
In natures presence,
thus i see,
The many wonders,
there for me.
Jayne Louise Davies
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