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THE MORNING SUNRISE Sable is lying on top of me digging into me with her claws This can only mean morning is here as she swipes me with her paw Get up Daddy- It’s time to go on our walk That’s what she’d be saying if she could only talk Misty Grace is watching all of this unfold She lets Sable do the ***** work if the truth be told We’re hungry and it’s time to rise and shine Get up now or we will all be behind Half asleep I get up and start my day My two little girls just want me to play It takes food to quiet them both down Misty barks; Sable cries-welcome to my world of morning sounds I grab the leash and call out Misty’s name It’s time for our walk-every morning is the same Misty takes the lead as Sable takes up the rear The three of us walking-our destination is near I look up to the sky seeing the sunrise with all its beauty As Misty Grace and Sable take care of their morning duties God has painted a beautiful sunrise with the stroke of a single brush As we enjoy it, the three of us realize we are no longer in a rush!
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC
The Morning Sunrise
THE MORNING SUNRISE Sable is lying on top of me digging into me with her claws This can only mean morning is here as she swipes me with her paw Get up Daddy- It’s time to go on our walk That’s what she’d be saying if she could only talk Misty Grace is watching all of this unfold She lets Sable do the ***** work if the truth be told We’re hungry and it’s time to rise and shine Get up now or we will all be behind Half asleep I get up and start my day My two little girls just want me to play It takes food to quiet them both down Misty barks; Sable cries-welcome to my world of morning sounds I grab the leash and call out Misty’s name It’s time for our walk-every morning is the same Misty takes the lead as Sable takes up the rear The three of us walking-our destination is near I look up to the sky seeing the sunrise with all its beauty As Misty Grace and Sable take care of their morning duties God has painted a beautiful sunrise with the stroke of a single brush As we enjoy it, the three of us realize we are no longer in a rush!
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 3:28 AM UTC
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