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I’m going to follow the birds
And the monarch butterflies
My suitcase is packed and ready
I’m going south…..
I want to lie on a lonely beach
And watch the waves repeat
Let my mind wander..or not
I’m going south….
Touched by the morning sun
Listen to the wind in the palms
While my cares stay at home
I’m going south…
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2009
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