Sunday Morning Poem by Madam Anonymous
Sunday Morning
A happy twitter, a ray of golden shine
Sunday mornings are for waking up at nine
Open your eye
Drink in the blue sky
Sneak in with the little sweetie
Surrounded by little dollie cuties
Sniff the aromatic tea
Gaze at the blooming spring tree
Soak in the laughing book
Capture the feel and the look
Of this carefree Sunday morning
When the world is serene
When life is the best it has been
When all is perfect
When all has a calming effect
When you are at peace
Another joyful day you seize
On this carefree Sunday morning
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4/18/2024 9:07:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wish all Sunday mornings could be as perfect.Better than sleeping one off after a night downtown....But then thats not me.... Nice One, Best from Sid.