When the sun shines bright Over Gods green earth. All of Gods little creatures Are giving birth. The flowers are blooming In the valley below. So Beautiful to look at, What a sight to behold. It's great to be alive on A sunny summer morn When Love is all around And not untorn.
Reason for writing:
A Beautiful Morning
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