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it’s a Marillion kinda morning
sunrays skippin’ across the sky
bedsheets snappin’ on the line
winds that kiss my face goodbye

wagtails havin’ a bath
make ripples on my tiny pond
coffee in the garden
recalling memories so fond

my guy reads his latest book
air resounds with nature’s song
on this shiny Sunday mornin’
feels like nothin’ can go wrong

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