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Where Life Basks
Tender wraps the morning
as my sunshine lays her claim
bent green grass and daisies
all her glory calls my name
Simple walks, her beauty talks
I wander bout her home
hanging boughs they do arouse
my feelings rarely shown
Beat my heart a thousand beats
let my fingers brush your cheek
hold me in your loving arms
as I climb your mountain peaks
Ne'er light nor dark shall ever mask
Grandeur where life truly basks
Copyright ©
Tim Smith
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