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The Happy Poem
LISTENING TO THE SUMMER BREEZE
AS THE WIND WHIPS THROUGH THE TREES
BIRDS ARE SINGING IN THE SKY
THE SUN IS SITTING UP ON HIGH
THE WAVES ARE CRASHING TO THE SHORE
JUST LIKE A THOUSAND TIMES BEFORE
SEA GULLS PASS ALONG THE BAY
ADDING SING SONG TO THE DAY
MR. SUN AND MR. SEA
WHISPERING GENTLY TO ME
SALT AND SAND BETWEEN MY TOES
WHIPPING AWAY ANY WOES
WITH ALL THE WORLD HAS TO GIVE
WITH ALL THE LIVES THERE ARE TO LIVE
WITH ALL OF THIS AND SO MUCH MORE
MY FRIEND’S EVERYWHERE, THIS POEM IS FOR
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