A new rising sun,
A treasure of harmony,
The awaken ascend from their sleep-
Brightly painted green summer leaves
Damp by the morning’s first dew,
Sweet perfume-
Soft touches of a gentle wind;
Comforts of a hug,
Loving kisses,
Caresses of life.
A new rising sun,
A treasure of harmony,
The awaken ascend from their sleep-
Brightly painted green summer leaves
Damp by the morning’s first dew,
Sweet perfume-
Soft touches of a gentle wind;
Comforts of a hug,
Loving kisses,
Caresses of life.
I am not a morning person….but this makes me want to get up early 🙂 Lovely!!!
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you created a lovely picture with your words. thanks so much for sharing!
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Thank you for your lovely words!!! 🙂
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you’re welcome!
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