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a poem inspired by the day outside my window |
| It's a beautiful day to get out and play. Let's go frolic in the sun. There's a slight, cool breeze blowing through the trees, a perfect day for fun. We can fly kites or ride our bikes then picnic in the flowers. Or we can get such a thrill rolling down the big hill, there's fun to be had for hours! We can fish in the stream or just lie back and dream in the sweet-smelling clover. Or watch clouds in the sky as they scuttle on by until the day is over. |