Good Days
The sky is blue and the North is true,
I think of all the future things to do.
Worlds to see and places to be,
I see wonder in all that's free.
I see you and I see me,
I see a dance that goes on endlessly.
World without end,
On that I can depend.
For there is love in hearts, and hope in doves,
And so much more in the skies above.
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