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Joy
Contributed by
ValDohren
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Sunday, 11th November 2012 @ 05:26:36 AM in AEST
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InspirationalPoems
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To feel the sun upon my face
The dew beneath my feet
The soft and gentle summer breeze
Her perfume oh so sweet
And winters chill to complement
The scorching summer`s heat
With raindrops dancing on my hands
The trickling rambling stream
That glints below the shining sun
Like diamonds as they gleam
And then a spread of bluebells neath
A brightly spanned sunbeam
So sing sweet bird upon the bough
And joyous be your song
To fill my heart with pure delight
Amidst the daily throng
Such joys as these can er be found
For all the day is long
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ValDohren
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2012-11-11 05:26:36]
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Re: Joy
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by spud on
Sunday, 11th November 2012 @ 07:54:26 AM AEST
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Hi Val,
Sweet Joy!
Oh, and thanks for using the phrase ''the
scorching summer's heat'' - we ditched that
phrase up here a long time ago having
never had the occasion to use it. Can barely
remember what it means!?
Global warming? Methinks not.
Perfect pitch, perfect rhyme, perfect rhythm.
Tommy
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