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Light drizzles gently brushing on my cheeks Misty pitter-patters A butterfly flutters A solitary stroll in the orchard of mystique The dewy grass glitters I am Mother Nature’s daughter I saunter in the womb of the cherry orchard Light-hearted tip taps The squirrels take their catnaps Gaily skipping under the falling blossoms Spinning with laughter Time is not a factor From a distance, a pianist plays a chirpy tune The jazzy anthem A tune of welcome Arm with passion, I caper windward One with the flowers and trees The birds and the bees Mild winds gently combing my tresses Soft, rhythmic strokes My senses they provoke Then reality came in a soothing ring My baby calls Oh, my busy, silly goofball!
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Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 4:54 PM UTC
The Cherry Orchard
Light drizzles gently brushing on my cheeks Misty pitter-patters A butterfly flutters A solitary stroll in the orchard of mystique The dewy grass glitters I am Mother Nature’s daughter I saunter in the womb of the cherry orchard Light-hearted tip taps The squirrels take their catnaps Gaily skipping under the falling blossoms Spinning with laughter Time is not a factor From a distance, a pianist plays a chirpy tune The jazzy anthem A tune of welcome Arm with passion, I caper windward One with the flowers and trees The birds and the bees Mild winds gently combing my tresses Soft, rhythmic strokes My senses they provoke Then reality came in a soothing ring My baby calls Oh, my busy, silly goofball!
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Oct 20, 2011
Oct 20, 2011 at 4:54 PM UTC
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