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I woke up this morning thinking that I didn’t have enough time
I completed my daily routine and hurried through the door, I raked up the trash and set the rat trap and I wash the clothes and hang them outside the door, I just cruise with  the morning  and whisper a silent hymn and everything  felt so refreshing and a sudden peace passes over me and set my spirit free.

Oh that I could sing to usher the good energy in and tell the tales of old how joy fill my soul, I could break a branch from the tree and scatter the leaves around me and gather the birds on the limb to sing and fill the earth with harmony; voices from around the world blend together to touch your soul, voices that resonates to the sky and roll away the dark clouds and shine its light upon you and make your all awaited dream come true

Only if mankind could sing and bring the universe with him, he could
Create a different tune and make arrangement for the universe to join him at noon. Each one will compose a different verse and connect it to a different part of the world and if each country sells a billion copies it will make the universe happy. Voices from the East blend with voices from the West and voices from the north will blend with voices from the south.

An hour makes a difference when you want to spend time with your friend, an hour makes a different when the creative juice is running out of your head and your husband cannot get out of bed, and when you  get the  extra  time to complete the negotiation, heavens will seal the deal and everything will become real.

I have waited for the time to change to go easy with my brain and I feel so relaxed that I walk around without socks; my creative juice is flowing and the orchestra is playing and my breath is making music on the page; it is the magic you create when daylight saving time walks through the gate.

Some people likes it later but I prefer earlier there is just so much that I can do before the sun greats me and you, an hour makes a big difference
It is time to make music with my new found friend.
Let the instruments speaks!
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