My Pen And I.
J Joyce Hemsley
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Sometimes we walk in springtime
and look toward the sky
just to see the pretty birds
flying way up high...
Early morn we see the fledglings
resting in the trees and
we hear the chirping songs
echo across the leas.
Many phrases we have written,
~~ my favourite pen and I ~~
We hold a store of special words
to use when spring is nigh.
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