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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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