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Jul 2020
There's no hurry
dawn is yawning still
the first rose is still asleep
silence reigns in the hill.

There's no hurry
dew is still on the grass
the sun is yet to do its round
nature has no cause to rush.

There's no hurry
kids will not be late for school
mum is preparing breakfast
of goodies on the table there will be full.

There's no hurry
sleep is upon my love's tender eyes
I'll let her dream of our wondrous days
when I was her most precious prize.
* after Robert Louis Stevenson and Christina Rossetti
Written by
Dr Peter Lim  M/Victoria, Australia
(M/Victoria, Australia)   
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