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Aug 2012
Every door is open
To let in the sky
Every day a dream,
Please don’t hide.

Don’t waste away these sunny days
Like me, don’t squander your pretty ways
Little ******* my front porch swing
You always know what’s best to sing

Do as my grandmother says.
Don’t worry the humming bees
They float towards the blooming trees
Open your eyes to the world I see.

Green Easter grass between your toes
May rains upon your nose              
Summer breeze through your hair
Beautiful, you make life seem fair

Summer songs and trampolines
Sweet smelling magnolia trees
Georgia fair and Georgia kind
I love the way you spend your time

Beethoven on the piano keys
Worn out antique car seats
Dads out back fixing the john deer
Were mowin’ early this year

Songs so sweet I whisper here
Looking over my front porch swing
Taking in this endless spring,
Open your eyes to the world I see.
A Duvall
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