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Jun 2015
Bicycling in the early morn,
Brings a smile to my face,
And happiness to my being.

My place of meditation,
A long and lonely road.
A place of solitude and peace.

Eyes open to the light of day.
Birds dancing on wings in the air,
Squirrels running and collecting their fare

Reflection on life as I roll down the road makes for a beautiful day!
Willard Wells
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Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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