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Jan 2016
Eyes open slowly.
Sunday awakes.
Warm is my bed
so lovely this day.
The smell of fresh coffee
and buns in the oven.
Church bells are clinging.
Birds softly singing.
I enjoy these little things in life.
Makes my happy to feel this way.
Hope you will have a beautiful
sweet Sunday.
Joyce
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Joyce
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