Fresh green morning, smell of coffee in the air
Lazy legs stretched in boredom, with all the time to spare
The mind is silent, but feasting eyes at mountains stare
How long will hide, I wait and smile, and there
At first a chary peek, and then the radiant face
Out comes the grand, the mighty shining
To bathe me in, an abundance of gold
Monday, March 05, 2007
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