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The birds start singing early in the summer I hear them before I’m fully awake And the warm breeze rustles my curtains And causes the leaves and flowers to shake When I come downstairs, the sunbeams Spread from the window onto the floor And light the kitchen with an orange haze When I unlock and open the door We bring our coffee onto the porch So we can watch the birds while we drink And you peel a couple oranges for us While we sit and talk and think The citrusy smell fills the air When you set the peels out to dry You arrange the slices on the plate And set it on my thigh It reminds me of when I was little From sunrise till sunset I’d play And run to the porch to eat orange slices To keep the hunger away
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May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 9:54 PM UTC
Orange Slices
The birds start singing early in the summer I hear them before I’m fully awake And the warm breeze rustles my curtains And causes the leaves and flowers to shake When I come downstairs, the sunbeams Spread from the window onto the floor And light the kitchen with an orange haze When I unlock and open the door We bring our coffee onto the porch So we can watch the birds while we drink And you peel a couple oranges for us While we sit and talk and think The citrusy smell fills the air When you set the peels out to dry You arrange the slices on the plate And set it on my thigh It reminds me of when I was little From sunrise till sunset I’d play And run to the porch to eat orange slices To keep the hunger away
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19/F/Maine
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 9:54 PM UTC
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