After night
Now that my Father
Ended the night very fast
I am glad that my Father
Brought for us the new day
Last night I left all the windows
Open in my house
So that I could air
My house
Because it was very hot
Inside my house
Also this morning the birds
Woke me up
Singing their beautiful tunes
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Comments1
An observation and memory of pleasant things. Nicely done
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