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when the sun is shining it lifts the heart in you
gone now are the grey skies they have turned to blue
shining all around to brighten up the day
sending down its rays from many miles away

makes you feel so happy as it come shining through
makes you look at life with a different view
life it looks much better makes you want to smile
brings you happiness if only for awhile
I remember the days we used to love in letters,
High school, love so surreal
Pure and free, it almost felt real
I wish l could continue the past
And write you a letter
I have a lot to say,
Lines to rhyme
I want to write you a letter
would appreciate the gesture?
But then l remember I'm in no position to write you a love letter
Remember the days when all your texts were in letters with a little " kiss before you open"πŸ˜‚
It was snowing
The flakes were large and fragile
They looked like Queen Anne’s lace
The trees were covered with a white blanket
It created a canopy

The air was crisp and cool
In the distance was a cabin
It had been there for years
It was made out of wood
Handmade by the owner
Snow was piling up on the roof

Inside a fire was burning to combat the cold
Smoke was rising gently from the chimney
A kettle was on the stove to make tea
It was a good night for it
A dog was sleeping by the fireplace comforted by the warmth

Outside the snow continued to fall
Creating a postcard view
Not a sound could be heard on this peaceful night

Canopy of white
When you're cloaked in a pall of gloom
Life seems bland with colours gone
The little flower in her humble bloom
Will say she's there you aren't alone.
The flower won't ever let you feel alone.
Winter longer
Than any other season.
Crisp blue skies.
Wet days
To give way
To spring.
******* the old.
Who fear to never
See the promise.
Fertilize with patience.
Ready the field.
For green is waiting.
Fragrance of memory
blends with dust as we tread.
Life becomes a sacred journey.
The azure blue
of an infinite sky
is dotted with soft white pillows
The cool, clear water
of meandering streams
runs amidst the oaks and willows
These fields of dreams
that sway in the wind
are painted with a tint of gold
They wave at me
as I go by
for me alone to behold
God is at work
God is at work
Don’t wake me up
It’s God at work
On a warm sunny day
The rainbow is out
Smiling today and it's a beautiful
Sunny day and the

Pretty yellow tulips are
All dancing all in a row
And there shining so bright
In the morning sunlight
And the gentle breeze is blowing
And it's a delightful little sight
Watching their dazzling beauty consumes
And it's a great gift to please my eyes in life.
Flowers 🌺🌹🌺🌹
🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷
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