Wednesday, May 21, 2003

I Love to Sing

I love to sing

Quietly to myself
When I awaken each special day

I love to sing

And see the sun in the sky
Or rain drops fresh, glistening so wet
As I continue past fields freshly plowed
And watch the growth each lovely day

I love to sing

Of poetry, bees, birds, butterflies
trees and things
Skies of blue, and daffodils, too
.Of those I love and love me too

I love to sing

Of work and play, and then, wend my way home
.Looking forward to another wonderful day


Dorothy S. Godorov

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