Title
A Sunday morning in a lonely chair by the beach
I wish I had a pen to write or a stick to move the sand
I did a lot of thinking in a very short time
I had the feelings I had the words, they nearly did rhyme
I wrote something about the beautiful heaven
That stare me from so far away
I wrote about the feelings that I had
This morning when I left
I wrote about the beauty that the nature is
And the peace that place this is
I smiled to myself and read it once
But something I had missed
I had done it all wrote a poem
At last to describe the beauty the nature is
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