When Early Morning Waits For Day Break,
When The Sun Plays Hide And Seek,
When Cold Air Freezes All Trees,
When Leaves Leave To Join The Earth,
When The Year Seems To Want Warmth And Cheer,
As I Walk Past The Familiar Streets,
There Is Always That Calm And Peace,
Every Now And Then I Stop To See,
That Little Flower From The Dry Brush That Somehow Speaks,
Oh Isn''t This Lovely, On My Birthday Won''t You Wish Me Today?
With Every Tree That has Shed, There is Another That Stands Evergreen And Tall,
With Every Plant That Seems Frozen In Time,
There Speaks A Bloom Hidden From All,
Magical Seem The Colours Around,
Painted On The Leaves Ready To Fall,
Magical Is The Bloom Of Fall , That Seems To Wake Up To A Season Of Snow Fall ,
Every Time I Take A Stroll , On A Path So Familiar , I Just Happen To Pause And Stall ,
Discovering Many A Clours Beneath,
What May Appear Grey And Dry To All.....
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Hi I am a homemaker,mom and not afraid to speak my mind.I just moved to Seattle last november and i am loving it.The "Beauty" of the Evergreen State seemed to have made me a person who now Loves to Speak Her heart too....
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