A Sunny Day






The sun shining down on me,
While the clouds float around,
Stalks and stems, like a strong tree,
Never fail to bend to the ground,
Flowers, in the meadow sweet and soft,
The dewdrops, shining on a blade of grass,
Now I climb up into a loft,
Where the warm fires last.

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