A Perfect Day
By Lord R.e. Taylor
The Sun rises in the east
Chasing the moon and stars
Scaring them with a bright amber sky
That also fades into the colour of the day
People awaken to beautiful blue
A few white clouds near the mountains
Warm breezes take the dewdrops
And sing their song as they glide through the trees
It will be another perfect day
One everyone prays for
But usually doesn't come too often
So, enjoy it while you can
It may be a while until the next one
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