Come What May
Sitting on my deck
Behind my veil of trees
The warm sun in my face
Morning's soft breeze
The start of my day
Coffee mug in my hand
The most serene place
In the whole, wide land
Listening to birds
And traffic going by
Behind my veil of trees
In serenity I sigh
Coffee mug in hand
This is where I start my day
Then I'm ready for anything
Come what may
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