Greet the sun.
Read a book
While bees, around me, they hum.
I hear the birds chirping,
I see the flowers blooming.
With a glass of wine in my hand,
I observe this poetry in motion.
Natures beauty,
A flawless work of art.
My friends, life is not so bad
When it is springtime in my backyard.
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