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| In Summer sun, Butterflies' flight |
| and flowers - O what a sight! |
| But in a moonlit Summer's night, |
| Leprechauns' delight! |
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| In misty morning coolness, |
| I come to my garden green, |
| to discover what night's dampness |
| has brought out to be seen; |
| And what do I find? |
| Mrs. Spider's weaving loom |
| has spun a silver Dreamcatcher, |
| there among the blooms! |
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| Red and yellow, |
| Orange and pink... |
| Nothings so fine |
| As flowers, I think ! |
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| Come, sit awhile and rest; |
| Mama Robin's on her nest. |
| Hummingbirds are flitting by; |
| We'll work some more...bye and bye ! |
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| The genuine pleasures of this earth |
| are all around us from our birth; |
| The fragrance of spring's first flowers, |
| The cleansing coolness of summer showers; |
| The wonder of the hummingbird, |
| The sweet sounds of loving words. |
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| Please visit our sponsers' links below. |
| Thanks ! |
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