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“A Summer Morning”
I watch as the sun rises over the mountains
Painting the sky colors of blue and pink
The colors melt together
So much like a painting
I lye back sighing peacefully
The grass is wet with morning dew
Birds are singing in the trees
Rustling in the breeze
So I lay alone on the hillside
Looking at over a beautiful lake
The water so calm, so blue
On the quiet summer morning
So blissfully serene