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perfect day
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observations on life How the perfect day is reckoned
when frommy inner world I'm beckoned.
When sun light dances on the dew,
from morning sun that grows anew.
Leaves and grass played in the breeze,
dance as wind whips round the trees.
Shimmering fish that tempt my eyes
coaxed to surface to eat juicy flies.
I lay back and bask in the scent of the ground
breathing, and soaking it up, with no sound
within the proud warmth of the rays.
A day to rival other days.
I think this one is my favorite. I like the mood it creates. I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.