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Dec 2015
The flowers rise up in the morning
Lifting their faces to the sun  wind combs the hair of the green leaves
Birds sing until the very day is done
Cows stand still grazing in the meadow
People go silently to bed with peace from daily cares
Lovers stroll in the golden sunshine
Sighing hand-in -hand with no fear
Church bells ring out tolling out the exact hour
And children on bent knees send up nightly prayers
Young love is a gift of the spirit  making you hear music everywhere
And you will hear sweet music each time your loved one is near
Written by
Victor Tripp  phila,pa 19144
(phila,pa 19144)   
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