Through Gentle Haze
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Jayne Louise Davies
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Through the gentle morning haze,
The mountain stands before me,
In fields the cows,
So pleasantly graze,
This life,
It never bores me,
For I can sit a whole day through,
And just enjoy the moment,
Under the spell of nature,
I'm free from life's sad torment.
There is so much beauty,
Right there,
To last a lifetime,
Pleasant views on pleasant days,
Thinking of the good times.
Jayne Louise Davies
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