September Sun
Gently the wind whispers its magic,
In the September Sun,
The Green grass glistens,
Swaying slightly in the garden,
A magpie sounds like a machine gun,
The sky is crystal clear,
On this September sunny day,
Summer’s serenity in the garden,
Murmuring its magic,
The wind shows its strength,
The sirens and cars can be heard in the distance,
But Serenity has opened her arms and sent,
This magnificent September sun,
A beautiful Blessing in disguise.
Margaret Mara
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EARLY JUNE MORNING
Lazily the horses wake up on this early June morning,
The weather had been so kind to-day,
The summer sun brightens the surrounding fields
WORDS
Words can be powerful things,
Be careful how you use them,
Be careful of their tone,
Be careful how you say them
THE GUIDE DOG
How magnificent he was.
Guiding his Master through the busy train station,
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