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Walk at dawn

The rustle of the leaves

The gently swaying palm

The slow refreshing breeze

That acts like a balm

 

The twittering of the birds

The silently grazing herds

The mist that hides the beauty

The guard who’s going off-duty

 

The call of the cuckoo

The screech of the peacock

Will herald the dawn

And your senses fully block..

 

All these sights will meet your eyes

If you go for a walk, around sunrise

So wake up, smile, and greet the day

Nature will, many dividends, pay