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To feel the sun upon my face
The dew beneath my feet
The soft and gentle summer breeze
Her perfume oh so sweet
And winter`s chill to complement
The scorching summer`s heat
With raindrops dancing on my hands
The trickling rambling stream
That glints below the shining sun
Like diamonds as they gleam
And then a spread of bluebells `neath
A brightly spanned sunbeam
So sing sweet bird upon the bough
And joyous be your song
To fill my heart with pure delight
Amidst the daily throng
Such joys as these can e`er be found
For all the day is long
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