Write read and laugh a lot,
Happiness starts at the top,
Seeds are planted and time goes by,
The people who meet me stops the shy,
Love is for all with this greeting be,
Boats a sailing upon the sea,
I give up bad to make it good,
A cup of tea and a piece of pud.
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Tuesday, May 19, 2015
Whistle
The wind sings a song
Sun sets behind a mountain
Smell success the more it ingrain
Love of a country all the same
Whistle a tune in my mind.
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